You took everything I felt for youand leftfurther away than the sun at the winter solstice.I remained once again the beginning of love under the skin of light.You will not come in summerthe way the sun comes close to the earth again!Did you forget?I used to warm myself by the fire you burned inside you.
Now I feel like winter,a nameless wind shakes my rib on your side.Once I was entirely springthe sky could not hold me when I wore itthe swallows helped me so you wouldn't tear itFrom time to time a falcon entered the skyand snatched a swallow…But no one took youfreedom snatched you away.
They tell me you have been dreaming of our love!You can no longer take the path of returnover it have now sprouted tracks that you used to forget.I go there, all the timecut one down and burn it in the fireplace of my hungry winter.
When I finish cutting down the forest of tracks, the road will appearbut by then you will have vanished!…No matter, come even if you have vanished!
