Ojala

Hopefully the leaves don't touch your body when they fall, so you can't
turn them into glass.
Hopefully the rain stops being the miracle that falls on your body, hopefully the moon can come out without you, hopefully the earth doesn't kiss your steps.
Hopefully your constant gaze ends, the precise word the perfect smile, hopefully something happens that erases you suddenly, a blinding light, a snow shot, hopefully at least death takes me, so I don't see you so much, so I don't see you always, in every second, in every vision, hopefully I can't touch you not even in songs.
Hopefully the dawn doesn't scream, falling on your back, hopefully your name forgets that voice, hopefully the walls don't retain your noise of tired path, hopefully, that desire, goes after you, to your old government, of the deceased and flowers, hopefully your constant gaze ends, the precise word, the perfect smile, hopefully something happens that erases you suddenly, a blinding light, a snow shot, hopefully at least death takes me, so I don't see you so much, so I don't see you always, in every second in every vision, hopefully I can't touch you not even in songs, hopefully something happens that erases you suddenly, a blinding light, a snow shot, hopefully at least death takes me, so I don't see you so much, so I don't see you always, in every second, in every vision, hopefully I can't touch you not even in songs.