And I walked the paths over there, a horizon. I left the darkness behind the light, and I read your name. It was repeated in the fervor of the dawns, and it was in the garden trembling in the color of the blanket and in flower. It was to wake up after being lost, without the altar of your look, and wounded. It was like finding the cool spring, where I drank the peace in your mouth. I felt again what it is to live knowing that there is an Eden since yesterday, beating. Today the sun leaves me caresses of your love, you know. Today I have returned to the light. I know of the desperate nocturnal vigil, of a deformed face in the vision of sleep and nothing. I knew of the anguish and the pain without dawn, but a happy day smiled my loneliness when I saw you arrive. It was to wake up after being lost, without the altar of your look, and wounded. It was like finding the cool spring, where I drank the peace in your mouth. I felt again what it is to live knowing that there is an Eden since yesterday, beating. Today the sun leaves me caresses of your love, you know. Today I have returned to the light.