The edge on the wind

You are the one

who climbs the giant hill

to listen to the Moon

You are the one who flies

above the wind

to pull up a tear

that comes from the stars

You are the one who shouts

to break the sea,

to make a huge wave

that smash the sound

and the silent.

You are the one who runs

faster than lightning

who lives in the thunder

who loves the storm,

as there it's your home.

You are the one who exploits,

who shines, who shakes,

in the danger, in the red,

in the border.

 You are the one who changes,

into wild horse,

into falcon, into air ,

and a long hair.

You are the one

the spirit and gist

of the water and fire,

of the freedom and war,

against yourself

You are the one

who stops the time

who listens and sees

who feels and grasps,

everything.

You are the one

who smells colours,

the one who sees flavours,

who touches sounds

and listenes to perfumes

You are the one....

and I'm on the edge of the wind.