⁠Dawn of illusions Oh! dawn of... Solivier

⁠Dawn of illusions
Oh! dawn of illusions, most holy,
Shadow lost here in the present,
Come and spill the most pure chlamydi
Of the sunlight that shines on the sacred ideal!
Far from the sad tomb nights
I wish I lived among chimeras,
Amidst the radiance of spring
Oh! blue dawn of my dreams.
But when the last ballad hits
In the afternoon and silence the passing
In the sepulchral mist that the sky blurs