guardian of the house of tears
I escape into the transcendence
of the accursed arts academy .
In the confusion of my inner laughter
a crazy bird carries me to a forbidden island
where the echo of a dishevelled haka resounds.
Cape Reinga where my wandering ends.
Wherever the blue ocean ,
marries a sea girl azure .
A long white cloud heralds a season of tears
that\'s the pilgrim\'s rain will wipe away ...
I\'ll walk the cape Reinga path ,
my soul exalted by a passion of immensity
I\'d offer myself to the indigo ,
devotee a savage adoration ...
Am I nothing more than a navigator
aboard a shipwreck still anchored
to some shred of reason ?
Animal filled with the finery
of my inner landscapes fury ?
I\'m just a Peter Pan avatar
grayed out with marvelous ,
my eyed fixed on the line of hope
through the bars of the hotel california
and waiting for the majestuous island bird...