When the bound of day falls    sky-line glows as your passion    the scent of anquish small    though only such futile impression       A night queen runs along my lid    she invites me to her foggy empire    no borders, I laugh as the small kid    and all I feel is a desire!       I wish to lead a blind man through the labyrinth of thorns    to kiss with phantasy in her soft embrace    I wish to enthral your love and to believe eternaly    to send a farewell to dead river, it's boring gace       Wandering in paradise of my mistress    I meet a white-haired old-man    with the next steps I feel your presence    and I see the picture again, inviting woman       Life's murmur and the song of birds    foggy rays of stories    the fresh breath lets down from clouds    but already doesn't tempt my senses       The velvety wind propels my raft    always nearer to eternal throat    I've no longer force to break a stream    I send to next-borns the last scream:       "When the graceful queen of stars    offers you her tender love    don't hide your desire to holes    but grip her and fly with a dove!"