I am giving your name to the hardest rocks

and my most diverse feelings

some parts of me are screaming

as I lose my silence

just as much as your absence

I used to believe that my eyes were filled with happiness, but in reality, it was my perseverance that filled them, leading to the tranquility I experienced while leaning against a tree and waiting.

 

 

MAYBE

In the foam of countless waves

I searched for the purity of love

loving is a color

or maybe I searched for love in a color

I get happy as I look into the distance

It is a strange feeling to feel the distance close

people miss the distances they have never been to

I would like to dedicate my hopes to the sky, maybe

If this chagrin did not weigh heavy

I want to remind you of your beauty as I approach the obscurity

despite everything

I am saying goodbye, maybe 

but you in every bud

remember me.