As certain as the sun burns
In the autumn, my rose will wither
I already see myself becoming old
I see myself, yes, but don't recognize me
To all the gods, to all the skies
I beg you, let me keep it
The pink that makes my cheeks beautiful
I beg you, it is all I have
My skin is not as soft as yesterday
And my chant less fiery than before
My gaze that was strong and proud
Hesitates, hesitates and does not decide
To all the gods, to all the skies
I beg you, let me keep it
This beauty of which I was queen
I beg you, let me keep it
My hands that tremble from being human
I wanted so much, as an offering
Since I don't have anything else
For begging the eternal
To all the gods, to all the skies
For just a while, let me keep it
This beauty, serene weapon
The time of this life will suffice
Or swear to me that I am more than that
Yes, talk to me about this thing
That traverses the ages
Tell me "Your soul is immortal,
This body is nothing, only it will age"
To all the gods, to all the skies
This prayer, listen to it
If my mask should turn to stone
May my bonfire not extinguish