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Like a spell from which I

can't awake now I sleep soundlly,

dying in your arms, I felt

your tears glide on my face

and your hands hold mine

for the last time,

the angel of mystery is

here to lead me in the kingdom

of silence.

we are immersed in a

boundless sea of sorrow

death is the darkened

horizon we'll reach in our wreck,

sweet is my rest like a kiss

of the woman I loved

and now her heart is veiled

with a cloud of sadness.

You'll close my weary

eyes languishing and resigned

and petals of withered roses

will settle on my weak body as tears

I'll rove forever on the

banks of the oblivition's river

but I'll hear your wounded

heart cry for me.

...And my tears will furrow my

cheeks and will rush in the

endless abony abyss of torment.

Shadows imprisoned

between dream and reality

in silently wait for a

solemn recall,

they look for consolation

in the pale light of god,

in a kingdom in which all

is eternal.