Amémonos

I sought my soul eagerly with your soul
I sought the virgin who in front of me
Touched gently with her lips
In the feverish insomnia of my love.

I sought the pale and beautiful woman
Who visits me in my dreams since childhood
To share my affection with her
To share my pain with her.

As in the sacred solitude of the temple
Without seeing God, one feels His presence
I sensed your existence in the world
And like God, I adored you without seeing you.

Let's love each other, my dear, in this world
Where so many tears are shed
Those shed perhaps by those who love each other
Have a certain blessing.

To love is to soak the mind
With the fragrance of the lost Eden
To love, to love is to carry wounded
With a celestial dart the heart.

It is to touch the thresholds of glory
It is to see your eyes, to hear your voice
It is to carry the firmament in the soul
And to die at your feet in adoration.