In a cold winter evening, When the moon was staring, Not at me, But the dead silence of the sea, When the clock nearby, Didn't really wanted to sleep, When those dry memories, Wanted to, but couldn't weep, When a piece of breeze, Touched my barren soul, With a little perplexity, And the dreams it stole, Never I wanted to see, But it whispered back at me, I have something for you, A grave of your emotion, That wanted to dance along, In this gentle winter rain, And still feel the warmth, Within the coldness of your brain !!