Remember
when the illusion may be lost,
when happiness would be missing,
close your eyes and remember.
Remember,
and tell everybody else,
that, in the memory, there was a time,
when daybreak was the path.
How transparently life was going
to the green of the olive tree! *
Remember,
talking about flowers,
her name, in the silence,
close your eyes and remember.
Remember
and search, in your heart, for
that lighted lamp
loaded with love words,
before a whole day would
get wasted inside you,
remember it.
The midnight moon
became a tulip of fire
when I told it your name,
and when I told it mine,
it became a tulip of cold.
Life,
against the shade, the life,
against the lost illusion,
against the silence, the life
Life,
the life is meant to love,
help me, guitar of mine,
help me at day break,
that it doesn't matter what I have,
that what it does matter is to be
The midnight moon
became a tulip of fire
when I told it your name,
and when I told it mine,
it became a tulip of cold.