My life is made of mirrors and each mirror has its pockets ... which reflects the soul In each echo is an entry That speaks to my face every time. He sleeps with the shadows of the night Tear the sounds of silence Wake up the fire of the winter Like the magic that penetrates the realm of dreams Where to kiss passionately under the rays silver And where the stories sing.@
White Night, you're merged under the crown of serenades Where waves knit excited by love, As I see you, I feel you , like in the legend, The Nature jiggles my nostalgic wishes, so please: Sleep with me tonight, on the fragrance of life breast ... I am not guests of the road where the black birds migrate I come from remote paths with noble feelings I've deleted scores of pain and frustration When dawns wept with red handkerchiefs waving ... White Night, o what sight has fallen upon you this eve Clouds appear more beautiful under your eyelids eye As virgins dancing beyond the horizon .. Tonight I am your friend, I carouse drinking the stars Sleep with me tonight, on the fragrance of life breast ... I wore ribs with laurels leaves Covered with velvet of the peaceful sky lamp White Night, I kneel in front of the pureness Of the holy water of the Adriatic Gleaming by the ceremony of the golden rays ... White Night, the hope giving sound of my the revival.