The accumulated dust and time
about your hope, they forgot to be
They have run away from your eyes
giving place to lights of a woman
that's why your smile has changed
something this winter, that will not happen anymore
without light, like every winter
tenacious, like every winter
Fierce like every winter
you are challenging the city
to that lady who does coffee well
the gentle husband who wakes up at six o'clock
and the foolish king's watch
You do not know how much subversive
lives in a smile that does not want to buy
and how much of death towards the past
that is embedded in the fingers
which remains of moisture
History collides with your saya
and they make swirls that flee from love
as it is said that hoyen the demons
Only among all we can make this a better place :)