My stone sleigh

My stone sleigh
In the night I walk alone
only the stars
tenderness hair.
I know all the cold
the dance of love,
as well as the heat off
After the tears.

Inside lives in desolation
a lonely man.
Heart of meat very much
convulse.
My heart does not know
how painless
be able to.

Tightened to the limit
coping, turtaa presence
constantly repeated
the same tomorrow.
Yet I continue to
this creation,
I drag my heels
light steps
your stone sleigh.