Nay!

I love you, Nay, I hate you…! She let me leave for a dream, A dream which turned out to be My nightmare Lost in its swamps, I wandered, Pursuing threads of smoke… No place could embrace my weariness, But cold, dead emptiness Sheltering my soul… Pale, cold and sad, The Moon lost its brilliancy, And night became long and heavy. She planted me in her bosom, Making me dream And live in a different world. I love you, Nay, I hate you…! Nay, I won't surrender to this madness, This madness that drags me into you… I will erase from my memory Your charming eyes, Your lunar face, Your fairy hair, Your pearly breast… I love you, Nay, I hate you…! I'll cast out of my soul Your voice and perfume, Forget the lips The lips that bathed me with fire and nectar, And ask the nest of my hand To let the sparrow of your breast leave… After all, will I be able to forget And reconcile with my spirit. Nay...!