Don Quixhote

Let me take you babe where the cold north wind blows

Let the revelation shine upon the rain

And when you will be dreaming of horizons full of ghosts

The sun will cover all the lengths we stills must walk

We wish to love our enemies into sunsets of blood

we wish to change our empathies into sunsets of blood

lying with the clouds

fighting with the clouds

The ships are leaving

on the wings of time;

once they left the loneliness of an ancient crime

coldness and cruelty,

beauty and compromise,

distances and dreamlands are set up into your eyes

We wish to love our enemies into sunsets of blood

we wish to change our empathies into sunsets of blood

lying with the clouds

fighting with the clouds

Then the sun would shine, the wolf would howl

to a moonless sky in the castle’s walls

And then the ghosts would wake up

to the sound of clocks

and the bells would laugh

to the sight of god.