Capítulo 3 de 4 --- El último día del año.

I used to be a king alone,
Like Solomon or Rehoboam.
And in this, a corvée day
Did jealous keep my picture frames?
And everything did oxidate in place.

But then it came a single sound,
With astral nights and calcite
And algebra and symmetry,
And none of this was lost on me
And I could see how still I'd been before.

If I don't eat, I don't sleep at all
Like limbs in procession,
Like so many birds
Stampeding like oxen,
Our hearts are a herd.

I loved you in the best...
I loved you in the best way possible.
I loved you in the best...

Did you see the light in my heart?
Did you see the sweat on my brow?
Did you see the fear in my heart?
Did you see me bleeding out?

I loved you in the best...
I loved you in the best way possible.
I loved you in the best way possible.
I loved you in the best way possible.
I loved you in the best...

...a 730 días de un primer beso.