I imagine walking me without a destination
Perhaps to a colored country
Where people kiss the face to want a good morning
Where the friends play ball in a field of stars

I imagine to walk me for an electronic park
I imagine colorless birds in the sky west
Where moves with the fingers,
Unbalanced steps of waltz

My longevity maybe brought him
Overflowing constellations under clothes-lines
Remains of borders of honey pizza on the table
Lively pictures of any place

Suddenly I am in a station
I see you carrying cellophane flowers in the hands
Dresses a beautiful sky dress
With the oval shine of the last rain

Fog and only leaning in kissing you
I imagine that everything now makes sense
And in a song to declare
Every love that I feel