Waiting for you

Being sat alone

Under a tree

Waiting for you

Is like being waiting for Godot

You may never come

I may not recognize you

Because I don’t know you

You cannot see me

But I can see you

Every day, I feel you

Sometimes I swear you are close,

Other times I feel you far away from me.

The curtain rises,

Trumpets sounding all over my head,

The curtain falls.

Here he arrives,

The time,

The only one who is sure of victory,

The only one who owns the ephemeral,

The only one who knows he is going to win this daily war.

But I will keep waiting for you,

Until the world ends,

Sat alone,

Lying under this wonderful sky,

Full of desires.