| Machines forgot this place, |
| where the spider’s threads are interlaced. |
| Golden gleams raise the skin of water, the roots grow in shadow. |
| Noises and breaths crack and mourn while nothing seems to move. |
| In my heart arise icy reflections, |
| falling dreams, falling lives. |
| In my heart arise strange gloomy feelings, |
| falling loves, anywhere. |
| Everywhere my gaze gets lost, bewitched by this deforming mirror. |
| Time died out, my acrid blood spills under the ground. |
| In your heart, arise icy reflections anywhere, falling dreams, falling lives… |
| In your heart, arise strange gloomy feelings, falling loves, anywhere. |
| Deep down inside my eye, some fragments of fossil light |
| scrape my memory. |
| Fear has vanished, only remains the moment. |