Search for my name,in the forests of the silent autumn,
Where the elongated shadows of the purple sky
Have vanished with the yellow hue of the time.
Where the sonata of our lives has come to a sudden halt.
Have you ever seen the twilight melting into the wings
Of the monsoon birds returning from the summer interlude?
You might find there my forgotten name inscribed,
In the molten gold of the Sun that has moaned over the flowers.
I will sink,slowly,into that endless tunnel of the melancholy
Of this glittering season,during the endless rain of the lights.
The stars will bloom at my feet like the nocturnal firecrackers,
Their heat has tasted every beauteous pulse of the mortal souls.
But before I take that endless winding path to the Eternity,
Could I stop for a while to embrace you after a dense,sultry kiss?