When the bound of day falls 

sky-line glows as your passion 

the scent of anquish small 

though only such futile impression 



A night queen runs along my lid 

she invites me to her foggy empire 

no borders, I laugh as the small kid 

and all I feel is a desire! 



I wish to lead a blind man through the labyrinth of thorns 

to kiss with phantasy in her soft embrace 

I wish to enthral your love and to believe eternaly 

to send a farewell to dead river, it's boring gace 



Wandering in paradise of my mistress 

I meet a white-haired old-man 

with the next steps I feel your presence 

and I see the picture again, inviting woman 



Life's murmur and the song of birds 

foggy rays of stories 

the fresh breath lets down from clouds 

but already doesn't tempt my senses 



The velvety wind propels my raft 

always nearer to eternal throat 

I've no longer force to break a stream 

I send to next-borns the last scream: 



"When the graceful queen of stars 

offers you her tender love 

don't hide your desire to holes 

but grip her and fly with a dove!"