As I kiss your crimson stars

 
I go to my bed. With you, hand in hand.    
I draw the quilt of night from your breasts,    
kiss crimson stars,    
   
of all the sweet pain  
I made ​​my alchemy!    
   
mad by love singing  
aria of touches  
Maria,    
as i kiss your crimson stars  
   
and remains thrilling,  
this the skin of night we will never neglect    
with falling stars each fingertip caressed    
   
thin silver arc a new-born moon frozen in glass,  
candles unfurl their fluted tongues of fire,    
   
Your hand full of hours,    
come to me  
beautiful dream  
   
I kiss your crimson stars