Roads

I am a stray little dog Looking forward to get lost I am a stray little sheep Doesn't want to follow the stream, I'm a paper torn burning in the ashes of the chimney Take my heart, I don't need it Take my lungs I won't use it Letting you breathe All that matters Letting you be loved All that fathoms Straight ahead Between right and left The paths are all the same Where am I going? Where am I stopping? A bunch of lilacs surrounding me Strange animals guiding me Shadows protecting me From the rudeness of the roads The hazardous obstacles Something weird coming Something beautiful like the smile in your face And the shiny golden days.. I keep walking, Panting with the last breath I have in me, With the last sweat upon my forehead, Something bad, Something sad, Coming and going here and there With no aim, With no absolute gain, The sweetness of the moon call out for me, Heavenly stairs above me, Like the last raindrop finding its right place to end up, Secure and smooth like a dead body returning to dust