Feel the caress of the night Listen to the sullen silence Before each day of torture Girded by an unfair existence In which living kings delight I find pleasure in the twilight I walk sometimes on the surroundings Now, under the sea, beyond the skies In the blurred image of a world of lies I just find myself wandering Sing for compassion Until the Sun clears Before the sad morning Bring back the war of old Sing for remission Until the light nears Before the sad morning Bring back the tyranny cold This heart that's in me I can feel it and judge that it exists! This world that's in me I can feel it and judge that it exists! Now with this versed stage Learning the feat of staying alive Until the true essence arrives Here, before the next page I will be ready for a new life Every silence lived In turn, tortures my mind I'm still afraid of the night The images are erased And my body has no desire As my eyes await the sunrise Sad is this strange feeling That feeds all my pain The clouds take the stars And my pleas sound in vain While the current pulls me down While anguish consumes me While pressure destroys me I still await the dawn No voice in this callous city Only a cold and painful death! I don't hear the torrent of yesterday I wish the night were but a lie Amidst of these waters of breath Where the abyss drowns in its own cry