- A confluence of shapes,
- and misunderstandings.
- I yearn for an escape.
- From the darkness of sleep.
- Cursed by the hand of a mother,
- A miracle child.
- Only truly alive until the first light of youth.
- Oh! My love!
- Where art thou?
- This rest has seized me from your arms,
- And granted me to another master.
- Find me before he wakes me.
- Before he marries me.
- Before he binds me to another eternal torment.
- Please, my love!
