Why sleep locked up
closing the new day
and the night dreams undermine me?
If I don't return to joy soon
and in a certain way I faint
repeating mournful melody
for each evening that I am silent
I perceive our love unraveling.
A light or illusion... and I shudder
because the dawn awaits us.
You can drop the most tiresome acts,
we can be reborn with candor
kneading the starling skies.
If the enclave dawns without obstacles
I will continue to find you on the roads.