Bromothymol Blue On Fish

The river of forgetfulness

Save your silence,

keeps you warm, save your image

for

mirror vain and treacherous.

I do not want reflections,

not want witnesses,

no sound, no echo.

Tonight I lack the desire

all my soul

carried away by the river of forgetfulness.

My soul flows do not know what

flow and I despair.

I die, I slowly fade away

land I call my home.

I wanted to reach out your hand and it was useless, I could not get

rubbing with your fingers ...

I could not caress your breeze, no

You can save your scent.

I can not

remember your image.

My

be flowing in the river of forgetfulness,

under heaven that has

plunged into darkness.