"I Drawn and She's The Sea"
Not now.
I want you to be here
To see me with my look
The cruel one, the fierce
The look of a man.
Don't look at me now
Esmeralda
Not when tears
Of deprivation, of perversion
Dim my life.
Damned, hellish creature,
Witch and sweet girl,
In which magic, in which spell
Did you carry me?
Believing I was stone,
Your eyes provoked me too much,
The bitter scent of your hairs,
Of your throat, of your hands
Obsess me, harsh
Like the smoke of a fire
In my veins
That doesn't want to pass away.
My hot, passionate
Tender and deadly
Esmeralda
How much can you corrupt
The nature of a man
Who could even negate himself?
How much could a priest
Beg to God
When God's image
Is darken by your face?
I feel my heart beating
Esmeralda
Can you hear it?
I hate to hear myself say
Just once in my life
The word love.
You're passion, wine
Which mixes with holy water.
Love your priest
Look at my eyes
Fixes, caught
From that leg you can't stop
Moving.
Break this spell,
Allow yourself
And allow me the peace,
The rest from preoccupations
Where you threw me.
My lascivious, ruthless
Delightful, brutal
Angelic and heinous
Esmeralda.
