I am the hurricane that swallowed Islands,
and the volcano that designed others,
I am the fulmination of the skies,
and the lamination's of the suns,
Have you...depraved my power?
Nothing you Give I desire,
Nothing....O'nothing,
Everything I need I acquire,
the blue and red roses,
the orange and yellow graves,
All I need is within my hands,
everything I need, but you,
And Who are you?
but a fish that drifts in my hurricanes,
or a misplaced atom in my volcanoes,,
a molecule in my lightnings,
and thin dust in my destructive tornadoes,
Have you heard about me?
nothing but a blue innocent devil,
this is what they have told you,
a murderer in white dresses,
O'how funny are all falsifications!,
which one do you take
the blue or the green route
if you're walking between the two lines?
And Who Am I!!
I can't sight myself,
but I see only you,
And they gave me pens to write about you,
O'darling If I should ever call you darling,
How shall I reveal them the untold ?
the blank papers in my books,
Urges me to write you,
But who am I
the blue or the green route?