Behind the Caresses

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