Christina (English Translation)

Do not reveal what love is for a whirlwind of feelings like Christina.

Open your eyes and transcend through her happiness, simplicity, joy of her eccentricity.

Do not see Christina. Feel her.
Do not think of Christina. Reflect on her
Do not understand Christina. Solve her.

The dew of innocence in the sexiness of a look.
Shines and blinds. Intrigues and delivers. Breathes and gasps.
From the more purple veins to the most sordid senses.

Would not surprise me death at her feet.
I do not know where she goes. I do not know where she comes from.

I know what she is. What is she? She is what she is.
She is the poison of the soul of the most innocent man.
She is the tomorrow from which you ran away yesterday. 

Unfortunately, it has arrived.

Do not reveal what  love is for a whirlwind of feelings like Christina.
Climb to the atmosphere of your being and hide the deepest of your senses.
She will not destroy them. She will own them with her velvet body and possess them.
She will have them. She will collapse them. She will transcend them.

Do not reveal what love is for a whirlwind of feelings like Christina,
For love and sorrow are twins in the parallelism of her existence.
And if now she teases, tomorrow she lifts the veil and weeps tears of mystery.
Because she is whirl. She is extreme. She is an infinite complete and finished.
She is the finite mystery set on fire.