Yellow fields

I found myself again in the same place,

The wind was blowing,

Could it be posible?,

I saw You again throught out the same Window,

The courtines were so transparent ,

And the fields yellow,

You ran,

And then I ran behind You,

You stopped and then i stopped behind You,

We were like childrens,

You and I,

I still remember,

Those memories,

When the sky was blue,

The earth was brown,

And your dress was Orange.