To the sleepless neighbor who loves music
If your neighbor woman knocked at two in the morning
Carry her to borrow sugar from the kitchen
You offer her a stained coffee with milk cream and caramel
Or rather a lime herbal tea and a chocolate
And then you invite her to breathe the fresh air in the garden
And finally, a kiss and a hug
May it warm her soul until the morning dawns
And then every time you meet her on the pact
She will have the brightest and most radiant smile
Just for you, who opened the door at two in the morning
For a glass of sugar to remember
The insomnia of the moon on the northern sky.
