As In the Life (Out of My Hull)

you Slip at night out of my hull, slides in the water that he/she takes and it gives the life.
Mirror of life of us momentary.

You slip on my fingers and you feel yourself an important pò, you feel yourself a dirigible preset on me and you.

We are constant in the duties and I feel me clear in the soul and fire in the heart.

As in the life so in the death, the chains are loosened as snow to the sun.
Silent in the night, noisy