Charmless rain Wrapped up in swinging lights Lost in the emptyness, So far away... And the night, frozen, Draws close to me dimming the Last lights of the morning in A vital breath Caressing coolly my face For a second Before open again the eyes on an Eternal night. Twilight draws the first shadow of The night, in a world out of time, In a day hanging in the Lost and oppressed purity. Memories stare at me Cold like a travelling constellation Lost in the infinite, while I look them Indifferent recognizing not me. How many nights did I pass through Hung in the emptyness, Balanced on a carpet of stars, Breathing uncertain my Odourless and sharp fate? How many nights have I pass through Looking sadly forgiven memories Cold and proud Staring at me like a Deploring dumb constellation Revolving me around? Rain will fall on me, Like wet ash, to return The whole to nothing.