Paine is the one perfect key
When my heart is only incomplete,
In the sea foam I`d catch when you`re gone,
to the tides I`d tell you if you blink me,
if you keep me under eyelids without watching me!

I`d tell you today, and I`d tell you tomorrow
How you spell madness into me
You, the regret that can’t avoid me!
In the bitter languages in which I love you
I weigh you and I beg you to myself expensively
For the moment in which I could catch sight of you