But in my opinion it was not an honourable
injury that I sustained when I fell in love
With this slip of a girl. Lightning cannot fathom
Her and neither can I.
Monsieur, if you are armed do not show your weapon
I find love completely unarmed.
Feeling opened the way for my eyes to reach to the core of her
her tears usher in a passage of events that elude me now, and forever.
It was the day that the sun discoloured me,
pity became a factum of inaction, 
life was taken and returned,  I did not look at myself,
my eyes bind me to you.
Time does not shelter me from repercussions
contra colpi d'Amor: I went on living
secure, elegantly, without suspicion; my troubles abated.
I tend the garden
in the commune dolor s'incominciaro.

Tom Waits - "Hold On" - YouTube