flying through
clouds of birds...

It was you,
my blues...

at bedtime
my eyelids...

his fan blows
the artist...

my mirror
mirrors me...

I want to sing,
oh love...

when I am in pain, you are in pain
But the pain you feel...

You know, tonight, I was
looking at the sky, I saw you...

You see stars in eyes,
dark brown, elapsing into...

some days is as if
i were an airplane being piloted by God knows what...

Remember that roof at the top of the hill,
where the breeze of the sea serenaded our sleep...

I dreamt of nights with black
stars gazing in my eyes...