The tears of a bad time cry. Where the heart empties came to be given up. On the sand of the lapse of memory eternal. Emaciated by the passion wind. Of a cruel fate. Sink in the rest of a quartered death. By the fusional waves. Last crossings. Ranges by the warlike breath. Of a stem rebels. Disappear the strong body from the conqueror. For the skeleton broken up of one dying. The tears of a bad time cry. Where very stopped. In the final adoption of time. Interruption of the moment. Gravity of the moment. On a virgin ground of hope. Beaten by the tides of the morning and the evening. In the atrocious torsion of last forces. Throbbing complaints of the bark. Of a hull putrefying under the slow anguish. Of its last breaths of life.