One who lost his gaze
and at night
Sing in solitude.
where no one answers.
One who entered
Through the door
of the double river
That intersects.
friendship and love.
And without remorse
darkened
its crystal clear waters
One that no one remembers,
not even the trees and the nights
of the small wall of a patio,
where they arrived
the hours from another clock,
and the moon that made them fall in love
with its invisible music
One who does not want to be remembered
because he hurt
with an iron sword
Who loved him.