I'll never know why I write you such a telegram,
Just a bunch of words all meaningless,
When deep down I feel an utter nothingness.
There are definitely no reasons to write a telegram.
However you never sent an answer
"I'll dwell aside you" you said, liar
Your universe is out of my reach,
Finding it again is what I wish.
And on this purpose I went on a trip
Only to read "bye" on your lip.
That's what I thought leaving the harbour
But that's some hope I wore.
Travelling, the world is for me a little archipelago,
From Montevideo to the red towers of Moscow,
Like Petőfi to Buda from Pest.
Why wasting time to rest ?
And I went as far as Greenland
Far from what the books unfold
This is my story untold
But I didn't do this on demand.
And I found you there, I accomplished my mission.
It was sunny and I saw your smile.
I won't talk to you, I just want to admire you for a while,
Staring at you happy was already some consolation.
I felt even more empty once back.
How am I suppose to handle