Little light fire, it’s vague to me
Together drawn down to be
High one more along the lake
Where I wonder, old and awake
If it’s not allowed, where is there
Snow cries, raining bent eyes

Do we hear it indeed
No longer there, it’s vague to me
Once a questioning past
A fought past interwoven

If it’s not allowed, where is there
Days and nights remembered
Sea fully worthy water
Falling star shining brightly

Little light fire
Falling, turning little lake
Catching up moon sunning
Beam gestures pure talent

May and no trust books
Pendulum for a few minutes
Ladies and gentlemen
Often we search

Together drawn down
The last episode
Endless resistance
Snow cries, hair trees
Raining bent eyes

Waterfall eye
High one more along the lake
Where I wonder
Truths are dangers

Watering falling below
Resistance controlling, turning
Drop by drop… Tear by tear
Yet Spanish but not Italian