And I come to search for you
even only to see you or to speak
because I need your presense
to understand better my essence
it borns from divine mechanics
a mystic and sensual rapture
confines me to you
I should change the object of my desires
not to please me with the small everyday joys
to make as a hermit
who resigns to himself
And I come to search for you
with the excuse of having to talk with you
because I like what you think and what you say
because in you I see my roots.
This century now eventually
saturated with parasites without dignity
only pushes me to be better
with more will.
To emancipate me from the nightmare of passions
to search the One above the Good and the Evil
to be a divine imagine
in this reality.
And I come to search for you
because I feel well with you
because I need your presense