YOUR WORLD AND MINE

I slide cautiously in your silent night

stumbling over your mysterious moon

that reflects the way of your valley

where your forest is today solitude and silence.

I love and miss the singing of your night,

the murmur that to far I listen of your springs,
feeling of your trembles,

the smell of your desires.

All this, you confuse me

and that's why I cry out to the world of dreams

that moves me to your spring world.