"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.