Travel in the past

There are many times when the cold wind knocks on the door,
and we do not know what to do.
There are ways to follow, some long and some bitter or sweet.
It would be easier if the fate did remember
only what our mind wants,
is a passage in two worlds, infinite, aimlessly,
a trip to the sea at night, with the glow of the moon.
* Dangerous but unforgettable *
many times I think that if the world were easy
I would not be who I am.

And then I find myself in the middle of a garden
illuminated by a clear blue sky,
encircled by the sun to thousand words
let live without silence, it makes this mistake.

Admit their fears in front of eyes,
where the reflection is seen barely in the bushes
hidden in the water at the middle of the lake,
It is like getting lost and falling
who would want drown?

You can not always talk about
*Or explain *
and it is difficult to lie in front of a mirror
knowing that tomorrow everything will be different.

Aimlessly, with no place I seek you in silence, I need it.
Past.