Why do I have the distraught soul
Of a sailor, alone, lost at sea?
On his boat
Drowned in the mists
Flee -he the earth
Or is he fleeing the moon?
Raven, lend me your wings!
The mist is thick and my boat is fleeing
With your eyes, pearly pearls
Do you see the holes in my basket?
Raven, lend me your wings!
You see, I am draped
In a cloak of soot
And asphyxiated colors
Flying above the mists
An inexplicable apparition
Of sorrows and forgotten stars
In my heart which pours
The suns in the clouds
Writhing in opposite directions
Flying above the mists
My soul with barn wings
In fragments of moons
Silently went away
To split the vast skies
To fill with music
Silent hopes
To steal from the sky
The secret dawns
Place them in my heart
Of chimera

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