A melody that burst into the soul like a hurricane
Suddenly recalled a ringing morning long ago
And, flashing with fire, lighting up the half-dark,
Forgotten youth gleamed in mother-of-pearl colors
The world is beautiful and fresh, like a strand of pearls
Blood pounds in a frenzied whirlpool
Nothing can be understood to the end
In the freedom that rolled in and swept over everything
And now life goes on like a nagging dream
Thoughts circle sluggishly and knit together flatly
And Charon is probably already waiting
By the rocky shore with its narrow strip
Days go by one after another without the glow of fire
Like a doleful song with a mumbled refrain
And only this melody takes me back
To radiant youth, back to the source
The light of those faraway years
It will flash like a ray of sun amid foul weather
And the music of the planets
Will sound in the distance like Carcassi’s caprice