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