Waterdrop

If you forget me

I want you to know one thing

You know how this is

If I look at the crystal moon,

At the red branch

Of the slow autumn at my window,

If I touch near the fire the impalpable ash

Or the wrinkled body of the log

Everything carries me to you

As if everything that exists

Aromas, light, metals

Were little boats that sail

Towards those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now

If little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you

If suddenly you forget me do not look for me

For I shall already have forgotten you

If you think it long and mad

The wind of banners

That passes through my life

And you decide to leave me at the shore

Of the heart where I have roots

Remember that on that day

At that hour, I shall lift my arms

And my roots will set off to seek another land.

But…

If little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you

If suddenly you forget me

Do not look for me

If you forget me

I want you to know one thing

You know how this is…