A lost aria, enshrouds the soul
Barely above the pool of dream
It controls.  It hurts.
For all lies endlessly seer through

Enchant the yarns, immure the shell
Keep away from this Delores
Out of heart, Out of eyes
Pray, hauntings be with me no more

Let not the roaring forte through
Hide behind delusory semblances
Reveal no favor, Reveal no yearning
Amour shall not brush these walls

And when this travail elapses
Embrace the puissance you merited
You require no one, You exhale no weakness
Pianissimo, sempre dolce
A Lost Aria
         Author Unkown