From Puerto Williams to Denton

I have been to the southernmost town on the earth. It is so far away from the world that time seems to have stopped there. It is also such a wonderful experience to work with a bryologist and an ornithologist. Mosses, birds, islands, oceans, mountains, interesting people, and quiet town. It is hard to say goodbye and I am thankful to be safe back.

Do something in the first week back to Denton …

In the south where you are, snow is flying under the sun shining

In the north where I am, cold nights are like spring

If it is not too late before dark, I want to forget your eyes

For the entire lifetime, I cannot finish this dreaming

He no longer talks to people about the isolated island where he met you

Because his heart is deserted, nobody could live there

Can’t afford another place in his heart for someone else

Just be a dumb lie to himself

He says the beauty that everyone praises of you

Not as good as that he first met you

Time flies, everything changes, the only thing leaves is just a sigh of breath

If all the land is connected

Then coming into life is just to hug you

Good night, he is drunk to dream, good night

He heard someone singing an old song

Singing what still happens today far away

On that isolated island, what he saw

No sadness, no flowers

In the south where you are, snow is flying under the sun shining

In the north where I am, cold nights are like spring

If it’s not too late before dark, I want to forget your eyes

For my entire lifetime, I cannot finish my dream

The absurdity about life is that I just wake up

 

I just wake up

 

 

 

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