I saw a
Bald in the sky.
I felt the smell of thee coasts
with the first sailors who had reached you,
The
Indian pipe smell,
The
heat of the bears breath whom I held in my arms,
The
emigrants prays reaching the coats of thee,
The pilot’s heart beat on lift off.
The
love of deep dark and transparent white ...
All I
saw and felt were the moments of the dream,
Painted in bright colors on the surface of the ocean
which never ends
For I’ll come again,
And give all my love to thee
UNITED
STATES OF AMERICA
GOD BLESS
YOU
