Crying Crowns Of Trees

The moon's glow

On the lake

Is a reflection of the night's crown

Taken from six heads

Once the nymph's crown

United the power

She was the Ophis of the paradise

Today again tempted with her charm...

To taste sin

Means sweetness

And raise a temple

'cause you know you'd won!

The fruit of your body

Is the shield that flowed with blood

You came here

By a chariot of fire

You gave praise

With a hellish whip

In the cup of night

And the vase of the day

You blended with mud

To hurt time

With a horseshoe of death

You split despair

With Pegasus' wing

You convinced the wind

To braid a new

The plait of bodies

And you became the seaweed of the lake...

To hold the key

To the door of unity

You named yourself empress

To wield the sceptre

Of my feeling

There are six crowns on your head

There's a glow on the lake

The moon's paradise!