Sometimes I look forward to the murky night,
for resting tired my eyelids,
and my mind goes to another world.
An unexplored dimension,
little remembered the next day.

I like knowing that the wishes
my unconscious is manifest
and sometimes they are so real
I wish to remain
in a deep coma,
only to blow ...

I remember very few things,
but just remember your presence is enough.
They are no longer dreams of eternal weeping,
sometimes I dream that you are near
as I continue with my life.
Sometimes I dream mother and grandmother,
it's funny, but it seems so real
sometimes want to live those dreams
as my reality.

But we played dimensions bifurcated
mathematically perpendicular.
They joined at a point
and continued his career
increasingly away from other
never to ever join,
in this world inert and volatile.

My hope is to believe in souls,
although I know it's you,
unite again.
Do not call by name,
and I'll tell mom
but both know that we were a
once ...

Thanks to Guille