A beautiful rich of the (dawn is fading in oblivion, in a half -dream, you are whispering something unclear to me, I want to hear your caresses , I know oh, I know to you, I whisper in the brilliance in the ruddy flood of fire , you have drowned and left me I'm a vain languor of grief summer dawn after you, it's sweet for me to burn today , it's sweet for me to fly after you, to freeze tomorrow when you wake up, another light will not allow me to follow you:1.3), by (Austin Briggs and Beksinski:0.8), (flat shading and digital:0.8), 16:9, (painting:0.3) | Painting