Of every step
there is a past
that fell asleep
of every road
there are thousands of footprints
who fall asleep
if the desert burns
of every dream
the sun wakes up and
the moon lies down
among thousands of stars.
in every hiding place
hugs fall asleep
that no longer squeeze,
they just shelter each other
the storms that
tear up the earth and
flood the roads
of loneliness
Shadows of the night
That with their forms threaten
The interlude of my dreams
disappear in the dark
that gives them life
I'm not afraid of them
you are no more
what a will-o'-the-wisp
Trying that my wakefulness
grow up
And I lose my dream
Shadows of the night return
where have they come from
That there is no one here who wants them
nor receive.