In my dreamland of love flying high,
Up above the seventh heaven sky, going high,
Spirit soaring ecstatically,
Tasting heavenly beauty,
Wings sprouting angelic,
Oh my God, really fantastic!
Little did I know my love was built on feathers fragile
And wax which melted in just a while,
Oh me! Just like Daedalus, my joy melted.
On my heart, the pain like stones pelted.
My wings burned reducing my love to dust,
The kalopsia of this ephemeral love reduced to dust!
Dry as a desert became my life,
With no love, life became full of strife,
I went in a trance like state, became melancholic,
Felt the ground slipping under my feet, almost hysteric.
In a state of ambedo, visualized things,
My vision hazy becoming,
Saw my love coming,
Hallucinated angels with wings,
Around me singing, humming.
Next minute there was nothing.
The kalopsia followed by the state of ambedo,
Made me delirious. Without much ado,
When I could think normally,
The fragility of my existence came wretchedly
To my mind, so devastatingly.
The ambrosia of love wearing away,
I decided to let it all go, go away,
Hard it was to get out of the traps anyway…
But tried to let it all go away!