Eaunanisme [English translation]

I'll tell him

The pallor of his eyes

That they had

The depth of our skies

I know that she walks

Without knowing who she is

That it is the legs

Of another, which they wore her

I hear her whispering

Ocean of amber

Shuffle, shuffle me

At your legends

Put the anchor, anchor in me

That is so sweet the scalding

Where your hand touches me, Water

Flows and the froth

Of my mouth

I'll tell him

That his heart is tired

Of you

I'll tell him

That of the man she has grown tired

Of all

That her uncommon life

Is hidden in the velvets... in the immensity

That it's too late for loving him

She has been dissolved... in the eternity, Water...