The time elucidates the room of eyes and ears,
Its descriptive powers are old, the narration keeps love.
And say life is full of photographs, of television, and business
Of the heart that beats in time with songs and radio.
This way, the space of this cosmos intertwines like a shadow,
Breaking all boundaries, and curving according to physics.
I see you in the mirror of love, voices attached to the struggle,
Giving money and gold to the incomers and onlookers, the godless.
I consume commodities in this day and night, the woman has ordained
Commotions and arguments, while men chatter loudly to the rising sun.
Time is all you need, a person is the time we collect in the years of sorrow,
Tense are the muscles of this world chiming like a bell of the universe.