I looked
Do not give me the honor of your pardon
I pointed the way
The salvation
Not lived in my chest
Forget the will
It refused my tenderness
Negou the reality
Not that I saw injured
Not that I realized cut
Not noted the death
Me departed
Unhappy as they closed their eyes
led me though
Cut my wings
Me did fall
I felt
I kissed
I showed the truth
I accepted
Whisper..
In my ear,
well short:
"Do not you want"