Smile in sympathy, our hearts are lying cold,

As a bitter serenade to warm the moment so dear

Is played and relaxed through your iridescent veins.

Regret nothing, just leave your conscience,

So that we may fight for love in these flowerbeds.

Scream at the plastic stars to sing you to sleep

When your eyes forgave the opening of secrets.

The desire that falls from your lashes is meaningless

Through the night of serenity I've found for you.