You stare strangely at moments, in ashtrays Twitches of bronze cast on the cheek Inside your sleep you fondle your dream, I know that it?s awake Wearing the summer?s retinue which is tormenting?
But the time is falling asleep by no means Under trinities of leaves, but in tumble Waking up ephemeral figures, Even if you feel that the autumn is I-don?t-know-how, Within dreams, smoke and sheets you deserted?
I?ve told you that another leaf has fallen On the same route that has raised your path? Always in the autumn that we gave credence to! And today, through your eyes I?ve seen again How the years are fading trough us, gradually-gradually.