hey beau in the silk black suit, standing between the darkest light
can't you see my white dress among all the reds?
I'm here and there where we were and are
down the valley we used to wander
on top of the mount we used to scream
now i accompany loneliness
O, how humble and gentle he takes my spirit
he gives me joy with no pain but solitude
hey you the old friend of my body
would you judge me when you find my naked soul on the ground?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem