I set on the boulevard when i saw the blue guitar
Fusion of certainty with my dreams
The rhythm that took off the caravan
A voyage that knew no harbor.

It was just the blue guitar and the treble of my dream
Every string of the contraption was a different color
Every note played a different voice
Attached to it was a cord of my own string.

Enamored by the blue guitar

Harmony that filled my life

Caught was i by the affinity

Comatose with blindness and craze.

Abruptly i pulled out of my sleep one day
Descried the nebulous sight
In its vanity the mirage of my chimera
Broke the strings tangled to my dreams
I espied and lost The Blue Guitar.