Who are you, the one that is,
and where are you, when nothing exists?
Born out of a word, I cary my understanding in a divine emptiness.
I ask if I am, but the cry doesn\'t break from me,
we
Nevertheless, this remains the most significant
the ancient tree has been seen by others
the first woman has been loved by others
the first stone has been hardened by others
Nevertheless, this
We need not understand emotions
We must feel them
We need not understand pigs
We must eat them
We need not understand flowers
We must smell them
We need not understand the bird
Let her
What fortune - the fact that you are!
An accident of my existence, and then,
the happiness within becomes stronger than me,
than my bones, which you crush in a hug,
always
How neat that you are!
An accident of my existence, and then,
the happiness within becomes stronger than me,
than my bones, which you crush in a hug,
always painful, wonderful
I turned around crying:
Where is my life?
God, what have you done with me, so that I can sweep with my soul your nature of things?
Why did you allow me to see the arbor, God?
And, in general, why
Resist to be right when in love!
Be shadow
Be light beam
Be tear
Be anything else!
A man in love, when right, is a man alone.
Only sadness can ever be right.
You, rather be stones, be
