You
Close is the short instinctive blink
Between the blue stream of daylight
And the red shimmer of the waiting sunset
Make your eyes see or be blind
With lingering shadows on your eyelids
I want to know the reason
That bears the truth about life's inscrutable happiness
And the reason that carries unhappy roots of boundless doubts
The misguided, pathless wandering in lies
That lead the stumbling steps of awareness
I feel the embrace of your close and smiling lips
The puzzling impertinence in your speech
Distinguished about, far from closeness
Alone they escape from your heavy sigh
When luminous lightings heavily strike
In the arms of each other
Our bodies retire to dreams
In a short but mysterious understanding
And close is our mind of engraving senses
Obeying each other in things of great and small
And I have to make my choice
To rule my desires and my will
Close is the deep necessity
Our thirst and hunger
Our desolate love and fortune
In the vapor of an intensifying solace
We are tightly holding our hands, our breath
In the wonder of excitement, finding
So close we are
Between the beginning and the end
In a short but mysterious understanding
In a short but mysterious understanding
