Ya Ves

You see
and I keep thinking of you
like a bird
that will return
you see
and I keep thinking of you.

You see
and I keep thinking of you
even though I know
that you will leave later
you see
and I keep thinking of you.

A drop of rain
came into my soul
a leaf of autumn
slept on my chest,
but
a ray of sun,
refused
to accompany me
on my narrow path without light
and that I keep
thinking of you.