Elipsis De Una Fuga

That afternoon, on the orange highway,
Kissing you in G major.
We defied the signs and the fences,
In our final rebellion

And through the lanes, where martyrs rehearse,
Becoming song myths.
I put the compass in the center of my chest,
And Hemingway bid us farewell

We had beers, a pillow and the
We wanted to keep going
Bread, ham, and cheese,
In a beach cooler.
There was nothing else to ask for.
We wanted to live

Upon reaching the shore,
We kept walking,
Crossing the coastline in white,
And when we set up the tent,
Only the letters remained,
Of your calm and my delirium,
Of Silvio's gunpowder
Of rituals that in the end
Wouldn't change us