OF THE SCORPIO CONSTELLATION

When the fairy-tale Antares
of the Scorpio Constellation
warm, bright topaz
on this wonderful night
of gentle May breezes
of fragrant peach blossoms
will magically shine
my in-love 
indomitable heart
will fly high and far
among a thousand and a thousand
like pearls
iridescent galaxies
and it will find you
no matter where you are.
And while it vibrates
with torrid love
up there 
it will search for you.
My eyes
will embrace the flickering stars.
I am sure
my heart
will bring back to me your sweet, beautiful face
that on a feeble star beam
from nowhere
bright will appear.
It will be like seeing a rorid vermilion rose
among the smiles of glittering golden stars.
But now I feel lost because you are not here.
I hate you because you are not here,
but I love you.
When the fairy-tale Antares
of the Scorpio constellation 
warm, bright topaz
on this breathtaking night
of gentle May breezes
of fragrant peach blossoms
will magically shine
please, let your in-love heart soar
and my lips will intoxicate it
with tender kisses made of honey drops
and my hands will fill it
with languid caresses
with rose petals
and stardust.
I will blow on my hands, and you will be born,
I will blow, and from my hands, you will soar
like a colorful
delicate butterfly.
From your wings will fall gold like a rain of stars,
that will mingle with the silver smile
of the accomplice, the fantastic moon.