I have my eyes defeated
of walking so many nights, so much loneliness
and if I imagine your body
my five senses will wake up.
How so much time passed
so much spring without a flower
and if I find you tomorrow
I hold you and tell you my best story.
I need you like the judge to the truth
I need you without forgiveness nor vanity
I need you without fear nor hesitation
I need you, special.
I come with so much nostalgia
from a distant country that is left behind:
I bring so many few words
that barely serve me to remember,
I have a needle and a thread
weaving ways that come and go
but life tells me
to close the doors this is my place