Hello. Here you go.
-Thank you. On my schoolboy’s copy books On my desk and the trees On the sand on the snow I write your name On all pages read
On all blank pages Stone blood paper or ash
I write your name On the wonder of the nights
On the white bread of the days On seasons betrothed
I write your name On the foam of clouds
On the sweat of the storm On the dense and insipid rain
I write your name On my ravaged shelters
On my collapsed lighthouses On the walls of my ennui
I write your name And by the power of one word
I start again my life I was born to know you
To name you Liberty.