I watched the sun
Eyes wide open
I watched the sun
And its reflection in the snow

Till my eyes burn me
I hear voices that remind me
When finally night rises

Your words are all in my insomnia
I'm writing you a poem from the bottom of my bed
Words sweeter in dreams than in life
And I dance in my head until the end of the night

I looked for sleep
Like a great memory
Far too beautiful To disappear
Too far to return

Far from the world and its staging
I see more clearly, I remember
The day is fading, the night is rising

Your words are all in my insomnia
I write you a poem from the bottom of my bed
Words sweeter in dreams than in life
And I dance in my head until the end of the night

I remember the sun
From your eyes to mine
I fell asleep
I know I don't know anything

Your words are all in my insomnia
I'm writing you a poem that takes me out of boredom
Crazier words in my dreams only in life
And I dance in my head until the end of the night

Rise in altitude
Vertigo of loneliness
My worry soaring Brighter
vision

I remember the sun
From your eyes in mine
I have found sleep
I know that I don't know anything