I'm walking down the long street towards you

I'm walking down the long street towards you. I stop halfway when I realize That the other half wouldn't want me either She took me to an area with an unknown city. I'm standing, and I think I'm going, in myself. Or I slowly reach the suburbs In which everything is unknown to me If I had already reached your place: the ship It can be seen from one corner where I stood And the sun that goes out or rises. Word reached me that there were many Those who know me have already seen me: They laugh as if in a new eclogue How strange I get lost for the whole month Or that I got addicted to drugs. Another day passes that they say If he was ordinary: he saw me Where in the narrow street (by the pier) I bump into passers-by all the time. I stand, and they want to pass. I'll start tomorrow (but not slowly) To the tree, the water, the bench in the middle of the plants; Of all the places we've been in a row. Let everyone say I'm wandering aimlessly. I'm going towards you, if only like that.