I don't really believe that we will go on this journey
Beyond this luminous heaven more and more light,
Protected, inaccessible to shadows.
I can't see us clear among souls wandering forever
Pretending to the invisible paradise, him also, with the excess of light.
We deny the eternity to search in old memorirs
The body bends down, slowly like the hope withers,
We can't see anything but traces of years past which bring us closer to our latent tomb