You'll have your father's eyes
The timeless silence that pervades
You'll arrive with the September moon
That'll pour its milk into me
As happens in fairy tales, forever
The way swallows already do in the air
On the wake of another age, dancing it dreams
While the gentle light of the east
At dawn lights up hopes and broom flowers
And the sky's so sky-blue
You'll have books, sandals and pails
Your hair will be black like mine
But in a moment, I know, you'll fly away
Toward the far-off island of a city
The way I once did too
Because the sun can forget the moon
You'll arrive without even making a sound
While by now the leaves are changing color
To my town you still don't know
Where autumn smells of roasted chestnuts
And the sky's so sky-blue
Like the breath of life
That throws the shutters wide open too
Even when you don't want to
And then I'll have the courage to wait for you a bit more
And I promise you'll see from the windows