Artemísia

I drink from the star anise
In the past waters
Flavors suitable for bitter herbs
I drink from the star anise
In the past waters
Flavors that numb my senses

That enlighten, transform me, free me, inspire me
Artemisia, artemisia, artemisia, artemisia

Praised be the French poison
Ending the thirst I feel
Overflowing from the emerald chalice
Burning delirium of absinthe
Awakening the sleeping fairy
Artemisia, artemisia, artemisia, artemisia

I see in the emerald glow of past waters
Your seductive opalescent face
I see in the emerald glow of past waters the malice in the indecent smile
Consumes me, seduces me, feeds me, addicts me
Artemisia, artemisia, artemisia, artemisia

I wish the beautiful nymph would consecrate my desires
Your emerald lips, the malice of your kisses
The fragrance that excites me
Artemisia, artemisia, artemisia, artemisia

Gleaming green flames, bringing the distant closer
Uninhibiting the inhibited, sanctuary of lovers
Emerald divinity, intoxicating your devotees
Bohemian reminiscence surreal or metaphorical
The beauty of illusion in a bitter fantasy
Artemisia, artemisia, artemisia, artemisia
In a bitter fantasy
Artemisia, artemisia

Absinthe, absinthe
Emerald nectar, emerald