Orpheu

An angel at the pearly gate,
Behind these foolish bars,
Plaster a smile for awhile,
For you I will wait.

These wings of mine are just for show,
Mere feathers on the street,
My love twice killed and your blood too,
Will soon like lava flow.

A thousand angels’ glistening sweat,
Protects you from your fate,
The beads of pure and dancing souls,
Halt payment of your debt.

We’ll meet again when wings are ash,
Your deed must be returned,
Soul for soul – a fair exchange,
An apparition who will last.