[Lyrics: Carlos Machado / Athos Maia / Ot?vio Lanner] [Dedicated to AnnaBel Lee's Lover ] Pain soothes tears And disposes love into tragedy Nothing that comes before Shows such alacrity Not even the touch of your velvet skin I feel confused Distressed in nostalgia and jest All that matters is pleasure and odium Feigned into vanity and loss Amuse me, dear suffering Free me from cold remembrances that take me to her Hold my hand once more, embrace me with your feathers Bring me the theory of all sorrows One more kiss, then I go... "All that is solid melts into air", even memories [M. Berman]