Traveller
Traveller of rough floors,
you make yourself present as a sigh,
looking for happiness
in your way on these plains.
Where are you going in such a hurry?
Tell me what your destiny is.
Don't go away, great traveler!
Don't leave me in oblivion.
A traveller in a blaze of joy
with your hurried step,
you're walking north,
smiling in between sobs.
Traveler who goes first
without tiring and without rejects,
Don't forget me, great traveler.
come back to us soon.
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