• The wind waves the surface of the water,
    The Sun covers it in an embrace of fire,
    The land shaken to the silence is shaken
    Of the precipitated clouds
    That sink in the extensive pupils.




    Inside this bottomless lake
    They live dreams of bed and cradle,
    Reflections of the white moon,
    Pleasant life sailing in the fortune.




    The silence always present
    And everything waits in a shaded echo,
    Omnipresent,
    Of stars exceeded in the lips,
    Fantastic crafts that seem to be static,
    Because they never move away but neither they approach.






    It is as if nothing existed,
    It is as if you were inventing it,
    You feel part of the water,
    Of the breeze, of the dawn,
    Of the dawn and the waterfalls.


    It is an unknown site
    The home of the stars,
    It is the sea of the aliveones,
    Of the eyes that already are not closed
    To the truth of the existence.



    There I knew a boy who sat down close to me,
    We guard silence as everything, but nonetheless I understood.

    I was escaping of the world and I found my own home
    he was following me closely, he wanted to love me.


    Everything I return so clearly … unexpectedly,
    But anxiously longed,
    We close in a kiss the eternal agreement,
    We would have a home(fireplace) of water, the Sun and moon,
    Of night eves,
    Of sedative silence,
    Of calm pensive aspect,
    Of incessant caresses.




    To this place we would come whenever it was looking for you,
    It would walk between paths of cheap modernity,
    Between austere hills,
    Between haughty rocks,
    To walk up to being
    And to remember that you are mine.


    Seated we hope that it was getting dark
    And perpetually to love ourselves in this place of sand.

    In this place of silenced vibrant singings,
    In fulminating looks,
    In touching letters.



    Here I had you before,
    And here again we are,
    I embrace you and I you remember that I love you,
    We look lovers what to the front we have,
    Our haunt secretes,
    Our lake of the dreams.