Open The Window To The Dawn
And Allow The Free Breeze
To Enter My Room Rich Of Life
With The Perfume Of The Acacias In Spring.
Draw As Soon As You Are Able,
A Rainbow Not In A Sky Dark Of Clouds
But Clear, Of Such A Blue
That More Blue Is Not Possible.
And When It Will Rain-Â…
You Will Teach Me That The Rain
Is Only A Dance Of Cheerful Drops
That Burnt Earth Will Drink
Because New Flowers Must Be Born.
Tell Me If It Is So Much Difficult
To Dance On A Cloud Or To Build A House
In A Pink Sunset Down There Beyond The Horizon.
And Tell Me If -ŗi Love You- Can Be Said
There Where Time Isn’t Time Anymore…
On The Line Of The Eternity.
Convince Me That The Love
That I Have In My Heart
Has A Motive To Exist-Â…
Because There Is No Sense To Live,Otherwise