This promise
It's gold
That you hide
Waiting for the Apaches
And their centaurs

Oh my unheard of
Antelope
In your flanks
And there, a reddish reflection of childhood
Sleeps a cyclops

Where does the silk of your belly come from
And where does
The ardor of these beautiful leaps
That you defend come from

Where do the waves go
Black with ashes
The vessels
Nestled in the hollow of your skin
Ink color

An arrow in the heart
A sky adrift
And I die
To survive us
A chestnut on the shore
Finally free again
And I burst
To survive us

This glow
Even more
You hide it
Waiting for the Apaches
And their treasure
Oh my unheard of
Amazon
You leave us
And summer turns into autumn
Black light whitening

An arrow in the heart
A sky adrift
And I die
To survive us
A chestnut on the shore
Finally free again
And I burst
To survive us

This promise
It's gold
That you hide
Waiting for
The Apaches
This promise
It's gold
That you hide
I'm waiting for you
My Apache

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