Idilio
Monica Naranjo
Idyll
Like naked kids in winter
They come together from somewhere
They have learned that the world is eternal
And they no longer understand loneliness
On a horse named time
The best of love fades away
It's fading away
It's fading away
They dream of love and mist poems
They dream of idylls in the shadows
There are no windows or doors in the tales
No sacrament or talisman
They shook their angels to the wind
And never saw each other again
On a horse named time
Another love will soon return
It will return
It will return
They dream of love and mist poems
They dream of idylls in the shadows
They dream of love and mist poems
They dream of idylls in the shadows
They dream of love and mist poems
They dream of idylls in the shadows
