A word does not say anything
And at the same time it hides everything
Just as the wind that hides the water
Like the flowers that mud hides.A glance does not say anything
And at the same time it says everything
Like rain on your face
Or an old treasure mapA truth does not say anything
And at the same time it hides everything
Like a bonfire that does not go out
Like a stone that is born dust.If one day you need me, I will be nothing
And at the same time I will be everything
Because in your eyes are my wings
And the shore where I drown,
Because in your eyes are my wings
And the shore where I drown(Carlos varela)
