Short trip

And you have to touch the tail

Of those swallows

Which fly fast and light

Like swallows

And we must go beyond it

Even those sparrows

There on their wire

Noisy as sparrows

To arrive with your gaze

To touch that now tired sun

Who has already clocked in and finished his shift

And he hides to rest

And it allows us to dream

And you have to break the glass

Of this room

Which lulls us curiously

Warm like a room

And you have to move the branches

Of those trees

Who move happily

Unkempt like trees

To count one by one

And admire

Those mischievous stars

Who take care of us

And they're trying to find out

They want to know

They want to understand

If ours is love

But it comes naturally to me

In this night of arrest

Stop the gaze and my eyes

This is where they need to stay

To guide my hands

On your shoulders caress

It is only two square meters

The long journey I have to make

And I should blow the flame

Of this candle

That trembles silently

Cold as a candle

And then I have to lower

The eyelashes of your eyes

To hide the tears

That bathe my eyes

Telling the dark to hug you

And to the silence of not spying on us

And that perfume you brought

Stop and act as a frame

To our painting

To this night

To this bed so strong

Here it comes naturally

On this already special night

Let ourselves go to our touches

I like how you can make you play

Slide my hands

And your shoulders to kiss

It's just a lifetime

The short trip I have to do