Ayer plante un arbolitoal borde de mi destinocon el tiempo luminosoera feliz y crecia
Pero un dia muy oscuroyo veia que sus hojasdoradas se marchitabandoradas se marchitabansu mundo de eterno sueñoen nada se convertiapasaba el tiempo muy fragillas noches y las mañanas
No era feliz con la brisaque acariciaba sus hojastodo parecia muy tristeel arbol se me moríaese arbolito queridoel que guardaba mis sueñosahora refleja mi vidason extraños los misterios
Yesterday I planted a little treeat the frontier of my destinyon a sunny timeit was happy and growing
But a very dark dayI saw that its leavesyellowed they were witheringyellowed they were witheringits world of eternal dreamturned to nothingit was passing time very fragilethe nights and the mornings
It wasn't happy with the breezecaressing its leaveseverything seemed very sadthe tree was killing methis beloved little treethe one watching over my dreamsnow it's reflecting my lifethe mysteries are strange