Recover Me in Sores - Mournful Gust

There is nothing surprising…

… her cold embraces

She touches my palm

Like it’s a snow recovered me

She is daring embracing stones

Inhaling the passion

By her temptation

No!

I don’t trust in her sorcery

My heart is beating in these stones

My heart is bleeding in your sores

I’m only a sunset filled by melancholy

I’m immemorial temptation but I’m not a real…

Forever the falling asleep inspiration of her hands

Engraved in her delight…

… my name

My heart is beating in these stones

My heart is bleeding in your sores

Recover me!!!