We are in this part of the world surrounded by honeysuckle and wasteland, by jackal and lightning, by the enchanted perfume of lilacs; I am, I am surrounded by days, months, waters that I alone know, by fingernails, fish, months that I alone establish, I am, I am surrounded by the slender combatant foam of the seaboard full of bells. The scarlet shirt of people and disaster's ... dark blood like autumn poured on the ground...

Don't go on, no, no,
Don't go on,
Believing you are a human.

Stone within stone,
and man, where was he ?
Don't go on, no, no,

And if nobody died, nothing
as if they were stones falling
on the ground,
or water on water.
Don't go on, no, no...