How the north wind kills
When August is in the day
And the space illuminates our bodies
A beggar shows jewels
To the blind on the corner
And a puppy of the Lord hallucinates us

Talk to me only
Of clouds and sun
I don't want to know anything
About the misery of the world today
Today is a good day
There is some peace
The earth is our sister

Mars grants us
The power of the sun
Venus makes us fall in love
The moon knows of its attraction
While we
Die here
With our eyes closed
We see nothing but our nose

How the north wind kills
When August is in the day
And the space illuminates our bodies
Lord night, be my cradle
Be my cradle, be my day
My little soul dances with joy
With joy
With joy

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