With your look,
you can crush the heaven,
with your foot on it,
you can make dead land be gold,
In front of you its worth,
to get down on knees,
how much you are hated,
that much you are loved
Who is walking,
through your paradise rooms,
and who is a servant,
to your empress eyes,
Let me to sleep,
on the other side of the window,
when you go,
in your dreams dancing with stars
Come on beauty, come open,
doors on your secret palace,
Come on beauty, come open,
heart in your chest.