Noite de Estrelas

The loneliness of the Moon burns on the ground
Illuminating my lost gaze
Between meadows, chasms, plateaus
My eyes burn with the last memory
Like a bonfire on a night of stars

I lie alone, with a view of the world
Silencing my dreams, my complaints deep inside
But I take flight in search of your footsteps
I walk barefoot on the land of your body
Gentle step, gentle taste, scent of the wild
My loose arm I throw to you in secret

Come be my song, my verse, my sonnet
Come be a poem in the arid desert
I will be an oasis, silence, celebration
I will be the countryside in moments of warmth