My eyes covered by the veil of tears.
I forgot the color of a new dawn,
The night of yesterday
was continuous in my days.
If my heart was carried away
by a fleeting illusion,
it would be fog, nothing more.
I walked through the streets of anguish,
Loneliness corner.
If someone told me about love,
I moaned like a dying soul.
My ears heard
the music of your voice,
the melody of your laughter.
I discovered the sun in your face
and the sky in your eyes.
Hope in your hands
and in your heart, I found love...
(Spanish Version)
Mis ojos cubiertos por el velo del llanto.
Olvidaba el color de un nuevo amanecer,
La noche del ayer
era continua en mis días.
Si mi corazón se dejaba llevar
por una ilusión fugaz,
seria niebla, nada mas.
Caminaba por las calles de la angustia,
esquina soledad.
Si alguien me comentaba del amor,
gemía como alma moribunda.
Mis oídos escucharon
la música de tu voz,
la melodía de tu risa.
Descubrí el sol en tu rostro
y el cielo en tus ojos.
La esperanza en tus manos
y en tu corazón, halle el amor...
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
The day dreamer mets the night thinker
PoesiaShe usually daydreamed during the day, regularly insomnia visits her on full moon nights. He is an expert in diverse narratives in the evenings and early mornings. Overthinking and intensity was his virtue at times, at others he had been told so man...
