Come with me to the Mediterranean
The highway of ancient world
For in the silence of its eye
Still lives the infinite of number Pi.
Climb with me the Mount Parnassus
In fall when Dionysus’ priestess will arrive
Their souls immersed in subterranean desires
Into the burgundy of wine, let’s dive.
Metamorphose me into Cleopatra
The tragic queen of pyramids and lust
Just for one night,
And when the dawn will break
The innocence of our love recast.
Come, red carnations stain the sheets
And candles flicker in the heavy silver
Red wine is breathing in the crystal glasses
Fine lace is flowing in the alcoves like a river.
Come, watch the shadows playing on the wall
When aromatic air is resting on the pillows
The Siamese is pouring in her basket
And bowls are filled with reddish tamarillo.
Now, please, don’t move, the cat is sleeping
And dreams of guarding pharaoh’s tomb.
Don’t talk, you’re here just to listen
The jacaranda’s magic bloom!