DISGUISE

In this ecstasy of love,

Stick more and more

Your soul and mine.

In this rapture of passion,

I do not know which I prefer,

If kissing your placid lips,

  Or stick to your shelter.

In this mix of emotions,

I do not know what is more difficult,

If you depart from my will,

Or dissipate from your eyes.

Let time pass,

And in his powerful hand my creator,

Arrange what the ground begs,

Or in its perfect directive situate

The bodies in your space.

But if I know, that the mountains will be torn,

In magical hecatomb,

They will fall on the right and the left,

  But in the ecstasy of love

What's on my mind,

You will rest with your love, my cold night.

The enormous struggle between being and doing

It will calm down,

You and I linked to the bond of unconditional surrender

In magnificent expression, we always love each other.