SPRING BREEZE



I want to write a letter I want
for the giant of cedar of my childhood
for the streets and for the fragrances
I want to write a letter for my heart

I want to write a letter for the nights
I want the Saturday nights

I want the excitement I want
I want my old house´s wheeze
the promises brought for the spring breeze

I want to write a letter
for the oak in the street of my childhood
I want the green girl
and its pretty and pitiless face
I want the cold days and windy
I want the adventure and the joy I want

I want to write a letter for the nights
I want the Saturday nights

I want the excitement I want
I want my old house´s wheeze
the promises brought for the spring breeze