Today is like the fourth time I wait
since I know you will never come again.
I have been that song of the downpour again
that made his hug almost legal in your waist.
And you appear in my window,
soft and small, with white wings.
I do not even breathe for you to sleep
and do not go.
What more curious ways
to remember has one,
what curious ways:
today I remember butterflies
that yesterday were only smoke,
butterflies, butterflies
that emerged from the dark
dancers, silent.
Your time is now a butterfly,
little white ship, thin, nervous.
Centuries ago they flooded a second
under the sky, on top of the world
Your time is now a butterfly,
little white ship, thin, nervous.
Centuries ago they flooded a second
under the sky, on top of the world
That's how you were in those fun afternoons,
That's how you were a furious companion.
You were like those days when you are life
and everything you touch becomes spring.
Oh, butterfly, you are the soul
of the warriors who love and sing,
and you are the new being that looks out of my throat
What more curious ways
to remember has one,
what curious ways:
today I remember butterflies
that yesterday were only smoke,
butterflies, butterflies
that emerged from the dark
dancers, silent,
Your time is now a butterfly,
little white ship, thin, nervous,
Centuries ago they flooded a second
under the sky, on top of the world.
Your time is now a butterfly,
little white ship, thin, nervous,
Centuries ago they flooded a second
under the sky, on top of the world.
Your time is now a butterfly,
little white ship, thin, nervous,
Centuries ago they flooded a second
under the sky, on top of the world.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)