I came to this world on a cloud
A code shot timely in a space of endless nothing
Down upon the firmament so pure
To impregnate the first bright spring

It seems that nothing ever counts as fable
To each his own in thoughts built by his kind
And if you meet a man who is unable
Make him into a man of good and grace refined

The beggard jew came down upon the land
Shaping these elements into forms small and grand
Then zipping off back to that old great center
At the start an infinite equidistance back

all this time
i was fleeing for you,
[and
i don't know what i have done
didn't know what i must do

all of this time
(free time)
i could come and met you
but i didn't let you
stay near to me.

now, tell, my soul, what do you now see?
a beggard, asking for forgiveness;
or a warrior, wich passes for many
[bitterness?

does it matter, what you think?
you know, i know
i stink;
with the smell of many rats
[of sewers

just because men
were put in shame
because of me
(or was it just
[me?,
i don´t remember...

well, in any case,
the bigger sin
[was i).
Will i die
in disgrace?
or will i find
a place,
with peace
just for me?

will i live to see
[my destiny?
i don't know, but i must
***
now.

so, wathever i found
in the future,
i must remain
wondering.
and wandering
trought the darkness and the light
to be in sight
of, whatever it is,
god

(or happiness).