The unicorn was sleeping

The unicorn was sleeping in his meadow of stars,

Under the sweet moon, the unicorn slept

The grass got embraced him.

Snow, emerald and amber,

The unicorn slept,

His ivory, powerful magic in his meadow of stars

And the moon sweetly rocked him

And the grass tenderly covered him

And the stars in the meadow shone a fair, soft and sleepy light

To accompany him in his sleep,

And a light breeze flew by

And the breeze caressed the unicorn’s foam,

Long mane of foam from unknown seas

And the grass became fluffy under his white, so white velvet

So white, his body of velvet.

And the moon rocked him to make his dream more tender,

A slow, beautiful, gallant sleep

Made of eternity

And the moon wished his dream never ended

The moon wished

It was a never-ending dream, that time could not undo,

Like the fringes of a dream that had never happened,

The moon had hope

She did not want him to wake up from the dream

Snow, emerald, amber and seas

The moon did not want it

But the sun arrived, burning, insistent, hasty,

The sun arrived, threatening, reckless, belligerant

And he claimed his place

As the sun always did

The moon had no power, against the sun

In their eternal battle.

The moon knew she had no power

Against a mass of burning fire that destroyed everything

The moon was peace, and she knew, and she forever knew

That she was moon, she was peace

While was the sun a war.

And the moon, weeping, left her place to the sun

Eternal, hard battle, that she could never win

Watching the sweet unicorn, the moon cried

And to the meadow of stars, arrived the sun, that respected nothing,

The sun that woke the stars, the grass, the breeze, the seas

The sun, that started burning the magic of the velvet,

The foam of the sea

Snow, emerald, amber and sea foam

And the unicorn woke from his slow and sweet dream

And he looked around

And everything was sun and fire

When his lakes the unicorn opened

Lagoons of time, lagoon of dream

Innocent lagoons that time could not corrupt

Blue, shinning, eternal lagoons

That had seen everything

Immaculate innocence that time did not corrupt

And he looked around him

And slowly, the cloud of sleep owned his mind

And he saw himself once more

And he saw white maidens with golden halos

Who approached him, looking for comfort.

Maidens that were allowed to caress his foam

And he saw that knight, that knight shiny in his golden armour

He saw how the knight a thousand dragons slew

With his brilliant spear of justice

And he saw other knights, handsome, valiant, fair

Who fought the evil

Who rescued damsels in distress

Who battled for them

Who adored only them

As you adore a goddess locked in a faraway temple

And he heard that squire, with love woes

Looking for his eternal advice

And he remembered how the squire could reunite with his beloved

His advices of time

Advices that nothing knew about pain or grief

The innocent unicorn never knew about that

And he saw high castles arising from the mountains

And he saw heroes, and he saw maidens, and he saw his friends the fairies

And he saw rainbows and goblins and he saw his beloved

His beloved, his eternal beloved, who wanted to vanish

His beloved, his eternal beloved, who vanished centuries ago

When she knew that the world was world no more, it was Nothing

When she saw that in this Nothing nobody remembered them

When she saw that in this Nothing, nothing were they.

Covered in oblivion, when the world became another

Surrounded by people who believed in nothing

By people who believed that they never existed

That they were nothing but a tale, for the children of Nothing,

For children who believed

For adults who then forgot

And believed in nothing

And the unicorn, white foam, blue lagoons

Wanted to follow his maiden

Wanted to take her path, the path of oblivion

Wanted, with her, eternal her, vanished away

He wanted to go with her to the Forgotten Kingdom

With the fairies, with the goblins

With the white maidens with golden halos

With the handsome fair men

And with that bird they once knew

Who was reborn once and again from his ashes

And with those threatening dragons who kept inside warm hearts

And with the men-horses

And with the scintillating fauns

And with the white horse, who flew so high

But he could not, the unicorn, white foam, blue lagoons

Suffered the worst condemn

To live his life in the world of Nothing

To exist forever, eternal,

Without his beloved

With nothing

In the never ending oblivion of people who did not believe

In the nothingness

And tears of ice fell from his lagoons

And the pool grew at his feet

When the tyrant melted them

But finally the moon came back, triumphant, gleeful, peace

Wishing to envelop him in a happy dream

The unicorn, white foam, blue lagoons

And his meadow was once again a meadow of stars

And the grass was once again a silent haven

And the sweet breeze once again caressed his foam

And the grass became fluffy under his soft velvet

Snow, emerald, amber and seas

The unicorn existed