Tornar

GO BACK


You’ve heard

the way tree branches whistle

in this Winter that you’d never lived before.


And you know that in spite of the cold

bonfires always keep you warm

and though you’re far away it’s not too late.


The wind carries you to the place you left behind

but no memory will take you back

only going back over your footsteps will you be able to…


Go back


You have lived

a stolen life

as years went by not thinking of you.


I wish the Summer falls

and we can toast to it at home

and they never again chase your name down.


The wind carries you to the place you left behind

but no memory will take you back

only going back over your footsteps will you be able to

go back