You looked, all my eyes were jealous of your picture
We held each other through calendars, we told life that
There was no time in your arms. Even one moment is enough for me anyway.
Just as I was asking whether this dream cut in half was ours
or whether it was me who was lost
Where did you come from?
Just as I was asking whether it was me who lost
Where dd you come from?
I was drunk, my hand was in your hands
You had a name different than that of any day
I used to tremble unendingly, yesterday and tomorrow disappeared by your side.
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