Fiera [English translation]

Look beyond - there can see her.

Over there, if you believe you will find her

Like air, Feel the Fiera.

From the edge of the dream,

somewhere at the sunset,

in the arms of fog

night had spawned

the most strange and beautiful creature,

rather nature's eighth wonder.

Fiera - gives coolness in the air,

do snakes roll away.

Feared persons forgot you everywhere

and whole places are dieing.

Ways exist - truth exist

there are roads in fairy tales.

Now the glass sphere is empty

Look out there is the Fiera.

The day begins seeing her hiding in the light,

the air looking for her

walks monk and blind.

I hear laughter and immediately whispering in my ears

"Good Morning ..."

Has hands splay and a pair of wings,

standing or dancing in the rain waters

which reflect secrets and antics

people bitter and piece.

Through the mud again finds a hidden path

and looks at me as if waiting for something.

Such obstinacy drifted me away

like "love" that never spoils favors.

Has loose hair, in her small fingers

She up paper boats - her dreams

shells at her ears and one thousand years ahead

listens to become impossibly from now, hard.

Keeps tears locked in her eyes

and her pride turned the ink red in the pen;

in the white paper does not fit her name,

Fiera ...