El Poema Negro
Gillman
The Black Poem
[I:]
When I was dying, she embraced me
And with a broken and pitiful voice
She told me that as a proof of this love
She left me her white skull
[II:]
To steal it from her own grave
And that in my happy or grieving hours
Her spirit would come from heaven
And through it she would see me
[III:]
And time passed
I feel her voice
Calling me
Fulfill your promise!
[IV:]
Finally, the night arrived
Full of darkness and wind
The rain and thunder clashing
The sea roaring in the distance
[V:]
Burning heart and prey to terror
I climbed the wall of the dead
I immediately felt her presence
In that old cemetery
[VI:]
Nothing will change
You will always be there
Watching me...
Even though your eyes can no longer see me!
[VII:]
Through the dark streets
Of the desert graveyard
I arrived at my destination
Surrounded by crowns and saints
[VIII:]
A lamp gave me light
I broke its marble with a hammer
A pestilent gust
A strong smell of death!
[IX:]
At the bottom of the box
Among bandages and gags
Waves of boiling worms
Slowly swallowed her
[X:]
From her bright eyes
Only two large hollows remain
And from that once passionate mouth
A silent and terrible laughter
[C:]
This love
Is my pain
Madness
Against reason [repeat]
[XI:]