It's late
A little path that runs alongside the factories and the city intersecting through the forest
I'm just starting to get a glimpse of nature when all of a sudden night falls
I'm immersed in a world of silence though I'm not scared
I fall asleep a few minutes at most and when I wake up
The sun is there and the forest shines a radiant light
I know this forest
It's not an ordinary forest it's a forest of memories
My memories
This white and resonant river my adolescence
These big trees the men I've loved
These birds that fly in the distance my lost father
My memories are no longer memories
They're here alive close to me they dance and embrace me sing and smile at me
I look at my hands
I caress my face and I'm 20 years old
And I love like I've never loved before