Weeping in silence, for the memories lost,
In early golden waves of dusk,
Agreement stands between sun and moon,
To light this day with eerie gloom.
She comes in many forms to shatter,
The reason of mind, until nothing matters,
From which hole or palace you rose,
A love so far, but yet so close...
What keeps us apart is only the sky,
Only the stars with their beautiful shine,
And the darkness that’s likely to swallow the earth,
The darkness that claims its end and its birth.
Ascended from heavens, a gift from the gods,
The gift of forever remembering love,
And you cannot forget your first and your last...
So far from the present, so close to the past...
Only the remorse of the sea and the beauty of the sky,
Does justice when you laugh, or when you painfully cry,
Ophelia!My Ophelia....Tis’ not your last kiss with which you bear me farewell,
Ophelia..Who is Ophelia? My Ophelia from dreams...Because Ophelia was never more than a dream....And you forget dreams when time greets you with a large smile:”I want my payment for your happiness”.