I was waiting for you,
and I saw my body grow,
as I looked for
the name that I gave to you.
In the mirror
I was the full moon in profile.
With you inside,
I was never so happy.
I was dying to feel
your fragile little legs,
kicking the darkness
inside of my mature belly.
It costs nothing to dream, no,
and with my watery eyes,
I saw you so tall, even
at the top of the world.
I was waiting for you,
imagining blindly the color
of your gaze,
and the tone of your voice.
I was scared to death,
I begged Heavens to let you
go far,
further than I did.
I was waiting for you,
and I painted on the walls
of your room
stories in color.
I non-stop counted
each day in the calendar.
Only you could cure
how much I missed the stage.
The world is the way it is,
and I can't change it for you,
but I'll be always with you
to give you a hand.
I was waiting for you,
imagining blindly the color
of your gaze,
and the tone of your voice.
Now that I have you,
I beg Heavens to let me see you
go far,
further than I did.
I was waiting for you,
and the mirror looked at us, while
I already loved you.