Garden Of Temptation (Act Iv)

Winds, blow away the memoriesWaves, drown the sadnessNight, hide your precious secrets wellEnter the garden of temptationTry to provoke your fateIgnore the shining mysteriesDance, for their dying joySing, for their hopeless criesThe clouds are disappearingFake signs are revealedIllusions cause our madnessThe desires of a haunted worldHear the sounds of your needsKill your hesitations"All the horizons will have chocked meIn every climate, all latitudesDaily struggles for bread and saltLove affairs, boredomAh! It's now time for me to wearThat beautiful white wreath of plasterThus, with the ceiling as frame around me,All shall admire me"[Poetry by Kostas Kariotakis][translation by Kimon Friar]