I just want to feel the cold night,
its dull light blinding my soul,
dulling my eyes until my body agonizes,
to have that privilege of death, and the last beat of this timid heart that
the only thing it's brave for was to give itself to the moon as it shone.

I walk along the path looking for you illuminated,
my steps and this cold is the only thing it feels,
your shy light is still hidden in the cold and the smoke of the gloom
where are you that you don't appear, the darkness overcomes me
I begin to believe that hesitating I find myself lying in a puddle
blind in my eyes but clear in my mind,
in that warm corner where my ideas lie to me
of the death of your presence.
of the vividness of your death.

You don't like me to think about anything else but you.
This labyrinth of thoughts that take me away from you
like a mirage that shows me a world of stupor
where my anguish reigns, where only your light exists
when I walk at night and you show me your candor

take my name, my flesh, my being but show yourself once and for all.
return with your scarlet scent as in the illuminated nights,
mark me with your dagger "Luna" in my dirty heart,
Without fear, calm, because with the cold I don't feel anything.
and less absorbed in my mind collecting
All that I am not, and what I will not be
tonight I give it to you
so I can see you again.

Come to me, come for my life and fill me with your shadow
break my armor with a kiss and this reality that overwhelms me,
that mysterious lightning that shakes my feelings.
today don't you want to show off that silver crown?
and you hide among the branches waiting for me to suffer.

Why am I still here in this shell that encapsulates my anguish and my sorrows?
destroy my name and whatever you want me not to be
give me a sign, Luna please take me away don't be evil
make me the idiot who doesn't know it's path, nor night,
destroy every verb and noun in my mind,
to stay with scarlet gesture in my chest

time goes by and it hasn't come for me,
maybe that's what I deserve for being so cowardly and correct.
logic and thought make me the illusions
of a fire among the foggy shoots that surround me
a light that is not hers and clouds me even more
like a candle with a wick and wax of darkness

with its small light walking to its announced death.
Early life that today is extinguished
Lights of hope under my pillow.

Without your light I don't know where to go, I look back and,
as I turn around I breathe my fear, my agony,
I become smoke and consume every drop,
that caresses me with its faint and cold fire.
I extinguish myself without your presence or your company
and only death awaits me contentedly,
smiling, peaceful and patient.
calmly stretches out her soft hand to me,
and I think for the last time.

So diverse is the infinity of lives you have touched
For beneath your feet lies prostrate,
our great will to live terrified by that time of the lightless one,
who wants to take away all your will and your joy.

Farewell light of life, I need nothing more.
I regret the moment you were born moon for my life is already a story told,
without your light or your gaze