Sweet kernel that lives in me,
 Flagelate my dead smile
 Abstract purity, at my eyes unconscious.

 At the light that wound like a lance...

 Unconscious at the feeling,
 Carryin' pain, draining!...

 (The memory weeping,
 Carrying placidity
 And a dead joyness,
 And a dead joyness).

 [To my distort... distorted image
 Deeped in an ocean of deep... anguish...!].