Breathing, from my lips a whisper,
covered by the darkest night,
inside the freeze of winter,
recall the heat of your hands.

Lonely ray of an unlit moon
that pierce the dark,
Divine you’ll ever be.

Dreaming your angelical face,
tears dropped down on my cheek,
fall in a glass of wine,
as black as my blood.

Lonely ray of an unlit moon
that pierce the dark,
Divine you’ll ever be.

"Vita mea inutilis est te absente,
in gratia me attende,
per cor meum hanc puram lamam transduco,
tutum in aeternum desiderium meum."

Lonely ray of an unlit moon
that pierce the dark,
Divine you’ll ever be.