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"