On the happiest day of my life,
I saw a plane, reflected in your eyes
Until the moment it vanished.
From that day on, I don't know what to say,
I walk alone beside the canal,
I write endless love letters, adressed to no one,
And the winter in Leblon feels almost glacial to me.
There's a thing that never became clear to me :
Where exactly, on this same day
Did I let go of the lion*
I'd been riding my entire life?
On this very place, I also forgot that
the destiny always wanted me to live alone
Alone in a desert, without nostalgias, without regrets
Alone, without chains, like a ship, inebriatedly sailing away
I don't know why something in me
Reminds me all the time that, one day,
Heaven and earth, for a brief instant, became one, because of us two,
Little before the West darkened