In the palace.

 Lubomír Tomik

 She came home,
 she came back,
 satisfied, unlimited,
she was a goddess.

 Sky above  the palace is clear,
 the clouds have already withdrawn.

 Looking at your photo is like waking up every morning
 with eyes blindfolded,
 in front of the execution squad,
 every morning,
 you will condemn me to life again,
  without you.

 Without you,
 she came home and left again,
in the palace.