Tomorrow is the song of my soul
cumulus of days and nights
the mornings are darkened by your absence
the night lights do not awaken my conscience
Tomorrow will be sweeter
unfulfilled promises of my longed-for dreams
tomorrow another day of illusions
of strong winds, and brief passions
Tomorrow my memory embraces your shadow
sitting at the window I dream about escaping
kissing your lips until I bleed from a distance
but nothing is left in the unceasing wait.
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