The whole world is just a scene,
To expose your beauty.
Fourteen billion eyes watching,
Staring, obssesed like flies by a bright screen,
Waiting for your nude body
To appear,
In a silence, full of wishes, deafening;
Piercing all men like a spear.
 
Gather, gather,
My shy brothers
Around the idol that doth blaze,
Around the venus who doth amaze.
She is born from the cloud
During a thunder so loud
That for a second, life stopped.
Her eyes oppened,
One heart beat,
And flowers started to grow again.
Lovers felt their hearts melts in vain
Aroused by her gestures full of heat.
 
A godess among humans,
With the beauty of the last sunset,
But her light never dies; she illuminates
My face, and my eyes in a duet,
Stays, blinkless, captivates.
I give up, I abdicate.
Your are my camino myth
From my day the pith.
Let me stay in your shadow
Where my hapiness doth grow.
From now on all your desires are my owe.