I began to dream along with them
Then the soul, suddenly, took flight

As a boy, spying on the boys playing
To the awkward rhythm of your sick heart
And you feel the urge to go out and try
What you're missing to run to the meadow
And you keep the urge, and you stay thinking
How the hell they manage to catch their breath
As a man, feeling the wasted time
Having life narrated to you through eyes
And never being able to drink from the cup in one gulp, but
In small, interrupted sips
And never being able to drink from the cup in one gulp, but
In small, interrupted sips

Yet I gave away a smile
And it still returns in every one of its summers
When I guided her or perhaps was guided
To count her hairs with sweaty hands
I don't believe I asked for promises in her gaze
I don't think I chose silence or voice
When the heart stunned and now no, I don't remember
If it was too dismayed or too happy
And the heart went crazy and now no, I don't remember
From which horizon the light faded

And among the sweet spectacle of the grass
Among long caresses that ended on the face
Those thighs of hers, the color of mother-of-pearl
Perhaps remained an unharvested flower
But that I kissed her, this yes, I remember
With my heart now on my lips
But that I kissed her, for God's sake yes, I remember
And my heart remained on her lips

And the soul, suddenly, took flight
But I don't feel like dreaming with them
No, I can't manage to dream with them

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