[01:19.50]Day dawns dark, it now numbers infinity...
[01:32.33]Life crawls from the past, watching in wonder
[01:39.70]I trace its patterns in me....
[01:45.56]Tomorrow's tomorrow is birth again
[01:51.92]Boats burn the bridge in the fens
[01:57.76]The time of the past returns to my life
[02:10.13]and uses it.
[02:22.98]Don't blame me for the letters that may form in the sand;
[02:35.13]don't look in my eyes, you may see all the numbers
[02:41.19]that stretch in my sky and colour my hand...
[02:48.20]Don't say that I'm wrong in imagining
[02:54.14]that the voice of my life cannot sing!
[03:00.34]Fate enters and talks in old words:
[03:12.11]They amuse it.
[04:22.52]Hands shine darkly and white: only in dark do they appear.
[04:32.75]Bless the baby born today,
[04:40.80]flying in pitch, flying on fear!
[04:45.50](Wicked little Scorpio, doomed to die a thousand times
[04:46.00]before he lives!)
[04:47.68]They shine in my eyes and touch my face
[04:52.71]where I have seen them placed before...
[04:58.50]don't blame me, please, for the fate that falls:
[05:09.35]I did not choose it.