Futuros Amantes

Don't rush, no
Nothing's happening right now
Love isn't in a hurry
It can wait in silence
In the back of a closet
In the leftovers
Millennia, millennia in the air

And who knows, then
The river will be
Some sunken city
The divers will come
To explore your home
Your room, your stuff
Your soul, the nooks

Wise men in vain
Will try to decipher
The echo of ancient words
Fragments of letters, poems
Lies, photographs
Traces of a strange civilization

Don't rush, no
Nothing's happening right now
Loves will always be lovely
Future lovers, perhaps
Will love each other without knowing
With the love that I once
Left for you