Going To My Self

Isolated in my world of virtues
I forget about the moments of light
I forget about the light of your eyes
Today only pain follows with me

Why when looking me in the mirror,
Don't I recognize my lines?
So ridicule is my reflex
and the things that he does

I should forget now
And to assume my being's control.
Oh! As it's horrible to know
The only real thing that happened to me
went to die.

Solidão, fria e escura masmorra
Solidão. o nomede minha nova esposa.