La constelacion de la virgen

I know you get tired of waiting so much and the nights are long this winter. It's a desert when I walk the city and I can't have you by my side.

And the lies we tell each other are the defeated faces of the clocks, but if you leave... I will never be able to arrive on time, I will never be able to love awake, oh no, my love, never again...

I saw in your eyes thousands of children sheltering the history the sword of time. Flowers of water, our children in their golden ships the wings of the wind. They can look through the bodies like you look at the light in my window, tomorrow is today.

The year two thousand is running, the world is different, the year two thousand is running, people fly, finally my love flew, too, my love, flew...

And here among the streets some moonlight lightens the night, it keeps raining. Your thoughts distant stars that never come close, your dreams sleep.

If with your hands you can't touch the distant bottom of this bank of mists to your constellation. The astronauts will never reach, the astronauts will never reach your constellation, oh, no, no...