Embraced by dark, in the night-sky, thou fade. Influenced by loss, I am falling into agony. Black swan shivers on the verge of this black lake, Infinite burthen broke his wings. Imo pectore. incantesimo. Influenced by clarity of the sky. A seraph died away from my eyes. Autumn, the season of melancholy... While leaves and rain art falling, I am falling into thee. Autunno, stagione di malinconia... Come le foglie et le pioggie cadono, anch'io cado per te. Imo pectore. Voglio mio angelo. Now I can remember, that dawn after. Swans wing is healed, but where is that last rain? It's not even there. Memories passing by, and through this void called life, Now I am desperate, I need thy love.