I can make an end to your happy times...

I can make you loose your wedding ring… burn the letter of your luck… I can reveal everything! Extinguish the candle in your brightest night!

With two words I can make your groom be suspecting your faithfulness! I still got the letters you sent me…. But the simple gifts are in the hide out… they are ashamed to show up… they are waiting for my commands, due to this catastrophe they are sweating out of shame…. The birds, the ones used brought me your messages, are also telling on you those…

But, O’ my love, if I want to I really can make you loose your wedding ring, burn the letter of your luck… I have evidences, thousands of blatant evidences; evidences of being together for four hours...
There’s no single hairs from your head I haven’t deeply smelt… There’s no single location on your hungry chest my fingers haven’t reached….

You love is a whale that drinks from my thirsty blood; your love is a river that cleanses my hatred….