INTIMATE

I will tell you the dreams of my life
In the deepest corner of the blue night …
My naked soul will tremble in your hands,
On your shoulders will weigh my cross.

The peaks of life are so lonesome,
So lonesome and so cold! I confined
My hopes in myself, and vigorous
Like an ivory tower I rose.

Today I will open the great mystery to your soul;
Your soul is capable of penetrating in me.
In the silence there is the vertigo of the abyss:
I hesitated, leaning on you.

I die of reverie; I will drink the truth
In your fountains pure and fresh;
I know in the great vault of your chest
Is the spring that will vanquish my thirst.

And I know that in our lives occurred
The ineffable miracle of reflection …
In the silence of the night my soul
Reaches yours like a great mirror.

Imagine the love I must have dreamed of
In the glacial tomb of my silence!
Greater than life, greater than the dream itself
Under the endless azure it felt captured.