Translation:Edenia

Melancholy and sweet the footprint That a western sun leaves in the blue When it bathes in the distances the spaces With the last rays of its light While the night lays out over the heavens The mysterious tulle of half-light. Smooth like the song that the poet In an involuntary sigh gives, Pure like the half-opened flowers Of the jungle in the wild darkness Trapped in the mossy branches Not a single beam of sunlight filters through. Woman, totally pasionate woman, chaste Lit with the light of the ideal...   Radiant with virtue and beauty Like in my soul I came to dream, In her dreams of open tenderness Will she find it thus?

Edenia