Divine Idylle

In docile hope
Your fragile wings
I guess you
Divine idyll
The love that sleeps
In an unreal breath

My madness, my desire, my whim, my idyll

I steal a feather from you
To write a rhyme
In the moonlight
My friend the idyll
My ideal soul
With the fatal tear

My madness, my desire, my whim, my idyll
Divine idyll

On my soul's waves
She hoisted the sail
I have the pain of chimeras
The heart in flames
Sparks
She must slow down
If I close my eyes, she calls me

My madness, my desire, my whim, my idyll

Divine idyll
My friend the idyll
I dream idyll
Divine idyll
My ideal soul
My idyll