I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,

but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

Do you remember the litter of abandoned cats
we used to look for?

Those tiny little creatures appearing dispersed,
With different colors,

They injected us surprise when they gazed
With those cute eyes.

In the old street between the streetlamp and the waste container.

Now I searched from time to time
But not even a cub...

And I miss when we used to...

There´s  a new dimension,
It´s called Truth.
If you have attention
As you hold youth.
Don´t you dare waste it
It´s not bullet proof.
So you better taste it.

We never get to know
How big is the world we live in.

It´s all made of invisible ties,
We pertain to the roots of the past.

And if you look for all you´ve learned
You just see the tip of the iceberg.

If you asked me what love is
I couldn't´t grasp the feeling

Because it´s deeper than I know.
It´s like when you yell at dusk

And your voice echoes.
It never reaches the end.

And so the voice turns to you.

I wonder where my nightfalls
Go, when they pass candidly
And violet swallows the sunlight

The world is not better after I became a Monk.
But in the meantime I changed the way I see it.

So there are always space for improving,
Even our perception of the outside.

Do you know the feeling when you can´t feel your leg,
After a long period of being seated in the same position.
You want but you can´t get up...

That happens also when you are sad.
The dormancy of the spirit.

You know that if you concentrate,
Wait a little while, it will pass.

And you can go on...