If you wake up
and you do not know anything
about the fatal disease
between lies and answers,
then you know you are really in trouble.
Because i have slept in the hunger of promise,
i have thought truth was a direction
and now i am alone again.
I have even made my life a living Hell
by treasuring the troubled waters.
Because the past should not be known for its predictability;
The future should.
Some strangers blind bed,
rules tied to my waist.
Now i am alone again,
behind the shine of men's souls.
Walking towards what only Heaven knows,
and i cannot understand indifference
being kept on a leash. Like when you wake up
and do not know anything God knows:
And do not say you are the wounded Albatross in all of us.
So i dream of hard work and much at stake.
I dream of children in the rain and a chance to let me play.
I dream i am willing to see the world spinning round and it might change my memory.
I dream i was only dreaming like a dreamer's tree of song.
Now the leaves are changing clothes,
and soon the breeze will break them loose.
The sun is so cold i am forgetting about girls,
but love until you can't understand the taste.
Make a prisoner of your own exaggerations.
Peace is where i live and it is no more than pennies.
Shelter is sometimes God, a blanket, the Milky Way.
Sometimes it is even Heaven's bad habits.
When you wake up like a castle in the sand,
gone are the times deep without the heart.
But show no fear for the broken heart has none to spare.
As beautiful as chaotic,
you are a source of tears to many mothers.
Because i have my moments that tell me how or tell me why,
and it is not hard to be a long way from home falling into grace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem