It is true that I invented you
One day when my loneliness hit me harder than usual
Your skin, your lips and your kisses
You will live longer than me in these verses



I climb up the narrow staircase of the old house
A little tired
A little defeated
Before me an infinite sea of great eucalyptus trees
makes me smile again




What's beyond a cherry blossom
A waning moon
And an ungrateful love?

let's make a pact dear girl friend
I give you autumn and its sepia-colored leaves
and you give me a dewy trail
and everything else we share in equal parts

the old days are gone
together with friends and loves
they live now in your wrinkles and your dreams
but sometimes, not very often
that sleeping tiger that still lives inside you
roar in the wind

in the Urubamba valley
where the mountains rise to the sky
and the clouds look like cotton candy
where the gods speak with thunder and lightning
where the rock, the cloud and your body become one
and the pure air renews and transforms you
a song and a poem

The tiger of my dreams resembles that other tiger that drinks on the banks of the immense Ganges
sometimes I wonder which one of them should I take care of more

read me please
as the woods read the sing of the birds
like the golden sunsets read the footsteps on the sand
direct from my heart to your heart

Between the murmur of eucalyptus and the smell of yellow broom
my steps lead me to my distant childhood
away from the noise of the big city
everything is getting sweeter and kinder
and on my face the smile of a child is drawn