2402 Leaned on the divan of the sea

Here I will wait for you
In my marine city
Leaned on the divan of the sea,
Waiting that you shake
Your hands and your hair
And materialize objects
Of desire
That increases my delirious.

Here I will wait for you
In my old city
Leaned on the divan of the sea.

Cymbals of joy will be heard
When you arrive to my altar
I will save for you a fortress
With hidden treasures
And with real fantasies
And so that for my open veins
You can circulate
I’m going to detribalize entirely
My peripheries, my solitude.

With this ancient sun
That hangs to me in each blink
I will weave you a dawn
Incandescent and spectacular
So that your spirit dreams
Leaned on the divan of the sea.

And with the blue waves
And their constant battle
I will give you all my kisses
That hopes to see you arriving,
Because I have already decided it
Here I will wait for you
In my marine city
Leaned on the divan of the sea.