Morning...

I so wanted to tell you

From my loneliness, from my solidity

From the time I waited for my turn,

From the cloud that passed and it didn't rain...

my hands are in the air

As an airport for you to land

I'm also a port, if you want to anchor...

I am air, I am land and I am sea...

I have the hand and you have the glove,

I am the mountain and you are the rain

That runs off and disappears at the end of the curve

And kiss the river to embrace the sea

That's why the mountain is jealous

When the wind takes the rain to dance

Everything often ends in a storm

Lightning screams about the afternoon,

Afternoons sleep in the moonlight,

Night falls waiting for me,

I'm waiting for you in the morning...

Done