To the lives that stoop to see mine
I know
That I will need take leave of them
One day or the other
Our lives are tears of watercolor
We are not joined that into ourselves
And if I lose faith
In us in all
It is despite myself
no prayer
At each of our steps
I doubt of all
Will we remember, of us
To the lives that stoop to see mine
I've
A long monologue powdery of snow
To sharing
Our lives that flow every day bleed
We are not joined that into ourselves