You were a child, fragile
There is no longer fear in your eyes
There are a hundred, a thousand of them
Sitting on your shoulder, looking at you
You walked away, in search of the spring
With beautiful colors on your face
You no longer turn to look at the houses where the sun fades
If only I stood naked and asked God
Why someone would die intentionally
The years behind me ask my heart insidiously
The reason for this feeling of guilt
At the end of the journey,
Cover my sleep with your snow white love
I saw you yesterday morning
Your mind was preoccupied with the fish again
Your taintless, unique heart was
Running away from the car in the wild streets