I\'m not the one looking in the mirrors;
night!... the image that hides in its shadow,
a trace lost in the secrets of mirrors.
Faces!...the glare of light is pale, desolate -and-
I\'m the one who lost his face before the light was born.
It\'s not my face that\'s reflected!
unity in multiplicity, an unknown sea.
Within and beyond existence,
a void! a nothingness!, not me!.
A mirror, a series of reflections, an endless series...
Me, lost in the depths of mirrors,
someone who reflects on himself,
I am a shadow with no beginning and no end.
Mirrors! Many and nothing
a mirage! an illusion! a dream!
I\'m not the one looking in the mirrors.