Ritan park

 Ritan! In your winding paths I run

After the life that runs away from me. Behind each one

Of your trees, hides the love that I dream to have. I run,

I shout, and the wind that shakes the leaves, the leaves that adorn

You, answers me not allowing me to hear it.

 II

 Ritan! At play in you I hide

The sadness that lies in my heart. In through

Your womb, and there I burst into tears that I do not want to shed.

That nobody see me crying. It is in you Ritan,

That I play of being happy.

 III

 Ritan! Your flowers are lovers

That I conquered in Beijing. They are my

Accomplices, they know my feelings and love me.

Ritan! You are the reason of my dreaming, you

Are the dream which I do not

Intend to awake.

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