La Mama Morta (engl. Translation) Paroles

Flames leapt up behind us;
Fierce tongues of fire set all the sky aglow,
Lighting our path.
My home, my beloved home,
Was burnt to ashes.
I was alone.
I had no shelter.
What hunger! What misery!
What need! What danger!
Then I fell ill and Bersi, poor faithful creature,
She would not leave me;
She bartered her beauty to keep me alive.
I bring misfortune even to those
Who love me.
It so happened in that pain
That my poor heart awoke to love.
In a voice of soft compassion he murmured:
And yet you live!
In my eyes is your heaven!
You are not alone. For Love itself am I! (I AM love!)
Though thy path be dark with terror,
Take heart!
I am the divine!
I am oblivion!
I am God.
Raise your eyes and behold me;
I come to thee from out of the vault of heaven above,
Making earth a paradise.
I am love!
And the angel hovered near me,
And kissed me with the cold kiss of death.
This worthless body is my body!
Take it wherever you will,
For I am dead already.