[Makiavel]

"Tell me what will come to pass

Now that the words are said

Now that the past is past

What us awaits ahead.

Tell me of the moments gone,

Of lost and forgotten now speak.

Tell me what awaits in the dark.

What see you when world is asleep.

Tell what still of the time remains,

That has fallen to words long ago.

Call that name that has fallen to time.

Tell you wish that it never was so.

Tell me what will come to pass

Now that the words are said.

Now that the time is dust.

Now that the love is dead."

E. Gale 1972