In my chrysanthemum sheets
Dawn struggles to slip me
Gently its requiem
Its beloved poems

In my bed, there, of granite
I break down my life
Crimes, illicit desires
Hope, nothingness and boredom

But forever
For the love of me
Leave me my

Inanimate paradise
Long sleep, curled up
Abandoned paradise
Under the moon, to lie down
Artificial paradise
Harmful, me neglected
And die of being mortal
Die of being loved

Marbled in this bed-stone
I will not read anything tonight
Will not speak anymore, nothing like
Falling asleep in the sheets of black

It's the dark, the beyond-grave
It's the world that goes out
The epitaph will have the audacity
To respond to my sorrow

Inanimate paradise
Long sleep, curled up
Abandoned paradise
Under the moon, to lie down
Artificial paradise
Harmful, me neglected
And die of being mortal
Die of being loved

Inanimate paradise
Long sleep, curled up
Abandoned paradise
Under the moon, to lie down
Artificial paradise
Harmful, me neglected
And die of being mortal
Die of being loved

Paradise
Paradise
Paradise
Paradise

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