Victoria, would you take away my tears? For your senseless death my dear What kind of cross do you bear? I understand from your white dress that you might be A young angel among old leaves As Christ was born, my Christ you died. Would you take my hand and run? I miss it all: your eyes, your breath, your good heart. Pitiful scenes my tragedy We both know that love envenoms You were my strong desire, a thought I won't leave Can't you see me? I perfectly see A reflection, a reflection, a beautiful reflection of my beautiful Victoria. There's a thing I need to ask before i go away against my will Will you wait for me... ?