Things that we have no name for,
Face with an incomprehensible expression,
Writing with an indecipherable encoding,
Dream that always ends in a new dream.
If you were a trailblazer, you showed a peculiar path.
If you were a messenger, you brought curious words.
And now I wander beneath the southern celestial sphere,
The firmament is decorated with unnamed stars.
And now under the cold glimmer I realize my name
Is a name that is lost and forgotten.
It is an impossible way, impossible to conclude,
Impossible way, impossible to carry with you,
And every day of our life is a stairway or a fall,
And this is where we live.
Places that we call home,
Faces on which we project love,
Writing, it crawls on our skin,
A dream where endless fields glow with grain.
If you were a trailblazer, if you were a trail.
If you were a messenger, if you were a message.
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