The sky, never ending abyss,
Drowns mortal gazes with disdain.
The virgin moon and noble stars, celestial choir,
Humming cold songs, requiems mourning
The death of nature.
Winter's icy dress erotically reveals
Two naked shoulders, delicate and pale,
Passion, addiction, lust,
Nectar and ambrosy, all flowing
In this silk river.
The horizon, never ending abyss,
Drowned in snow, drowned in fog,
Chanting with haunting winds
The requiems mourning
Winter's cold love.