Fields of innocence

The squares with scattered lights of beautiful days
Are rising with the sun looking sulky towards lovers

And with them during raining days
When spring comes

Fresh air and bodies chilled with desires
Are warming up with passionate images
In front of these lively screens

Granite walls are pulling up strongholds
Finally disappearing at the crossroads of kisses
Loves fight whenever the sea gets rough
Bitter, the taste of pleasure vanishes in this universe.

As a night, when it arouses
With the kindness of the one
Who audaciously crossed the boundary
Of fear within him.