Visions, images that we hold

Visions



I close my eyes trying to sleep

I try, I'm tired

As much as I insist, I can not

a figure, a face, yours,

my conscious keeps busy

In a rambling, what happened

past a decant

a question my life

I feel worried

There are things that make life

there are moments that make history

bequeath something people

other, nothing left

But speaking of love

of feeling between two

achieve a printing fingerprints

other, passing wind, clears

Lucky, my friends, the few

offering an inseparable

knowledge and human kindness

When to talk and not shut

what we consider very special

the great force that holds

accompanying intention

it is enough for the bed

once there, at a minimum

awake or asleep, never be alone

Since you're always with me

Samuel Levy Akinin



Visions



I close my eyes trying to sleep

I try, I'm tired

As much as I insist, I can not

a figure, a face, yours,

my conscious keeps busy

In a rambling, what happened

past a decant

a question my life

I feel worried

There are things that make life

there are moments that make history

bequeath something people

other, nothing left

But speaking of love

of feeling between two

achieve a printing fingerprints

other, passing wind, clears

Lucky, my friends, the few

offering an inseparable

knowledge and human kindness

When to talk and not shut

what we consider very special

the great force that holds

accompanying intention

it is enough for the bed

once there, at a minimum

awake or asleep, never be alone

Since you're always with me

Samuel Levy Akinin