Nyx

O you, my nights, O long-awaited black-
ness, O proud country, O obstinate sec-
rets, O long looks, O thundering clouds
O flight beyond skies which are closed

O great desire, O scattered surprise
O beautiful journey of th' enchanted sprite
O worst evil, O grace that flies
O open door where we enter night

I don't know why I die today
Before the eternal rest above.
I don't know for whom I'm prey
I don't know for whom I'm love.