Echoes of Mine [English translation]

It's late. I'm searching for my other home, and I'm taking a path I don't know:

a little path that runs alongside the factories and the city intersecting through the forest.

I'm just starting to get a glimpse of nature, when all of a sudden, night falls.

I'm immersed in a world of silence, though i'm not scared.

I fall asleep a few minutes, at most, and when i wake up,

the sun is there and the forest shines a radiant light.

I know this forest. It's not an ordinary forest, it's a forest of memories.

My memories. This white and resonant river, my adolescence.

These big trees, the men i've loved. These birds that fly, in the distance, my lost father.

My memories are no longer memories.

They're here, alive, close to me, they dance and embrace me, sing and smile at me.

I look at my hands. I caress my face, and i'm 20 years old.

And i love like i've never loved before.