The color dazzles my senses,
they’re dense for the vague morning dim light
Impudent, I keep an eye on me.
I lose one’s way on the breezy look of this silent wave
You are enough for me.
And I become alone
cheerful to look what strikes me,
long a street that gazes me mine...
I’ve only this.
I turn off the light. I trigger the colors.
I throw away my thoughts around the corner with the passion of someone who knows he is strong.
Simple. Pure. Green.
I call the light.