The Monarch of the day is plummeting in the western horizon.
The Queen of the night will soon be blushing in the dark silence.
At this peaceful moment,
Often Venus whispers my unplugged heart.
That I had an...
Spectra of sharp lights from dark lighthouse,
Brightens everything up front of my eyes.
The light that pumps courage,
Plants uncertain hope to a spinning destiny,
Seems to me a bright black hole.
Enlightened foots rooted in the ground,