When universe shows mercy,

And stars obediently align.

In my hands I will hold you,

And your heartbeat will match mine.

Most beautiful things come slowly,

Without anybody knowing.

I pray to whoever listens to my story,

And tell that my soul insists on roaming.

Enchanted Forrest told me,

That solitude resides inside the moon,

That nothing awaits me but difficulty,

That life is nothing but cruel.

I pray to the solemn shores of Spain,

To teach me the art of patience.

I pray to the unforgiving rain,

To help me deal with all my temptations.

When universe shows mercy,

In its preposterous design.

In my hands I will hold you,

And kisses will stop the time.