In those dark corners
In dusty galleries
Under those attics
Anxiety and joys jealously placed.
Milk and honey and lies
Riding on ideas
That no one imagined
Because no one entered those secrets.
A glow up there
Among cobwebs of oblivion

You were a planet.
Foil stars cut out
In his hands a teddy bear
As if he listened if he understood
That you would have gone youth.
That's where you sewed your stories
Tales betrayed gone now
A sea of commitment, sweat and work
To get that little plane off the ground
Paper dreams never again
Never again that attic never again
The soul is also there
She wants food too
You cannot neglect it.
Because inside of us we are always children.
Go back up there again
Among cobwebs of oblivion
A toy soldier too!