I was looking for treasures in exotic places where everyone laid their lips and their cravings

searching in the soft beaches of the common

of what haunts my limiting thoughts

that someone implanted like the roots of a tree in an abyss

I was looking for you in the quicksand of the easy of the fast

in the ordinary faces of what one day they told me i would accomplish

but I found your face where i never dared to look

in the blue sky

I saw your green eyes, I saw the treetops

and the butterflies in my chest started to fly

I saw your reflection in the clear waters of a spring

in a prayer with the soul.