ILLUSION

When the sun greets me at sunset,

I realize the sweetness of life,

but when it departs,

I realize it's just an illusion.

And so as not to be disappointed,

I will live behind this illusion,

I mean, behind my heart.

And I will drift away,

like a fish that loves water,

I will leave without touching your hands,

for leave knows only the truth,

and you are just an illusion.