Broken dreams

Broken dreams
I see you in my dreams, withered illusion of reality
I feel you in my dreams, extinct heat of the distance
You resound in the deep memory of the heartbeat

You are present, in the grace of the day and in the silent cold of the night
There you are, frozen in time, intact in your beauty
I always dream about you
Among forgotten paths, I am a wanderer
I seek your look again
And I try to feel your dying aroma
I slowly go, lost, with you to infinity
Here, in your marble temple, I stand before you,
Wishing to be with you
Because wherever you are there will be no more pain
I always dream about you.