Today the damsel solitude comes to me
with picture hat, impertinents and a button
of poppy in the swell of its flights.
Today the fickle little lady is friendship
and caresses finally the heart
with its thinnest ice petal.
That's why today
gently I invite you to stroll
around the patio, to the flowered block
of that tree that the grandparents planted.
Today the daydream is like the moss on the curb
drawing the abysses of a love
melancholic, subtle, pale sky.
It comes to me, it advances,
it comes to me so slowly,
it comes in a dance
light in space.
I pass, I become straight
and I fly already, bird
The ship rocks
slowly like tulle,
in the soft breeze
girl of the blue.
Oh melancholy, silent bride
intimate partner of yesterday.
Oh melancholy, lucky lover,
your pleasure always captivates me.
Oh melancholy, mistress of time,
kiss that returns like the sea.
Oh melancholy, rose of breath,
tell me who can love me.