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.