3 acessos
Far to solitude
Escape out of myself
No thought and no intention
Only beautiful stiffness
Far away from solitude
Be god myself for me
View these strange imnessions
Without realizing that
No thought and no intention
Only impressions which remain in you
No aureole, m¨no layers of mire
Only beautiful stiffness
Accumulate these rare impressions
Falling asleep and waking up
And then perhaps understand
Or forever lose