Cold Autumn Summer
Cold autumn summer
Was born at midday,
which darkened moon,
argentos flashes at night,
do not know who wants to understand.
He saw in the evening sun,
As in the dawn,
vestiges of all nights
unable to overcome losing.
I thought the world was changing,
believed that everything is real,
chasing the sun to the moon,
but never find the end.
He dreamed of in the days of winter,
with the long summer night,
feel in your hair and your face
the warm winter light.
Died unnoticed,
slave awakening
offering dreams in memory
of that, who did not know love.