In a nubile forest, once we
wanted to explore together,
under our wisdom tree
that has seen halcyon days
and draining droughts alike,
you sat strumming your lyre,
my head cradled on your lap,
singing for me a song,in Spanish
you promised a long time before.

wasn't it pure ecstasy?
did I drift to the sea, cut off from the anchor?

As the scented wind blew,
from the valley of flowers
to a dream we were  transported
in that dream we sang
and danced all night long,
till in the sea of forgetfulness,I dissolved.

And when the harsh light
pried  open my eyes  again,
I was lying alone under a wilted tree,
as if tumbled out of a bad dream.
What I thought happened, was just a dream?
Or am I still waiting for you to come
and make your promise come true, at last.

Delirious, my anxious mind  keeps asking
did you leave  me behind alone,
and moved ahead in search of your dream ?
An evil whirlwind chases me from behind,
I suspect that takes everything from my hand
and leave me sad,alone,  unconsoled.

The forest, is still nubile,
in my heart, nothing has changed
you are still the living light there,
under the lonely pale moon I'll wait,
till the time either you would return
or I'd lose hope, slowly wilt and fall.