1. I returned to the visions of the past, I returned
I ask their image about what I have lost

2. I returned wandering, my heart preceding me
To what I have known and what I have not known

3. I returned to you after reproach, crying
The ships of my harshness in my crying

4. If life seemed in its youth
And its trinkets rang in the universe, a voice

5. You are its singing in the silence of my heart
You are its loyalty in what I have denied

6. Your beauty in its purity is swords
And the knowledge of flowers is withering and death