Adoration

00:04:32 "The thirteenth returns

00:04:41 For are you queen

00:04:50 Love who loved you from the cradle in her grave

00:05:00 O delight, O torment

00:05:11 Violet-hearted rose

00:05:19 White roses, fall

00:05:27 The saint of the abyss is more saintly to my eyes."

00:06:22 Who speak of a mortal

00:06:29 The shimmer of my nude, white body

00:06:38 Sees me in my modesty trembling like a star

00:06:47 The dread my tresses give me when I lie

00:07:00 Feeling cold sparks from your lucidity

00:08:27 "The moon was grieving

00:08:36 Were drawing from sad violas Sobbing glissandos

00:08:47 Imbibed its wisdom from the sad perfume

00:08:57 Thus I wandered, my eyes on the cobbles grown old

00:09:10 And I thought I saw the fairy with the hat of brightness

00:09:21 Snow down white bouquets of perfumed stars."

00:12:57 Imbibed its wisdom from the sad perfume

00:13:08 Thus I wandered, my eyes on the cobbles grown old

00:13:20 you appeared laughing

00:13:34 Always letting her not-quite-closed hands