Canciones de amor
que se escriben con la pluma del alma,
que se desvelan, que se destapan,
que me revuelven la calma.
Canciones de amor
que tocan alegre comparsa,
que aparecen y desaparecen,
más se quedan, y me tapan.
Canciones de amor
que tanto son cantadas,
que tanto se sienten,
aunque no estés, amada
El lenguaje de mi alma. Amor, dolor, nostalgia, esperanza. Simplemente, sueños...Sueños Insurrectos.
miércoles, 14 de diciembre de 2011
I SAW YOU COMING TO ME
I saw you coming to me,
as one would see the angels themselves
coming down from heaven.
I saw you coming to me,
with a head full of doubt and surprise,
and with a heart full of emotion and a soul full of feelings.
I saw you coming to me,
as rain is seen after sowing,
with the certainty of fortune and bonanza,
of prosperity and good harvest.
I saw you coming to me.
I saw you coming to me,
and the world was filled with light again,
as a child who recovers the toy believed lost;
as the lord who sees the prodigal son return to the nest.
I saw you coming to me
as auspicious as hope disguised as human,
as the realized dream.
I saw you coming,
I saw you coming to me...
as one would see the angels themselves
coming down from heaven.
I saw you coming to me,
with a head full of doubt and surprise,
and with a heart full of emotion and a soul full of feelings.
I saw you coming to me,
as rain is seen after sowing,
with the certainty of fortune and bonanza,
of prosperity and good harvest.
I saw you coming to me.
I saw you coming to me,
and the world was filled with light again,
as a child who recovers the toy believed lost;
as the lord who sees the prodigal son return to the nest.
I saw you coming to me
as auspicious as hope disguised as human,
as the realized dream.
I saw you coming,
I saw you coming to me...
I SPOKE TO YOU
I spoke to you last night.
I heard the sound of perfection.
I listened to your voice,
and the world became brighter, complete, better.
I spoke to you last night,
like those nights from the past,
which seemed so distant,
so painful.
I spoke to you last night,
and you spoke, and you laughed,
and life started to be lived,
to feel alive.
I spoke to you last night,
in my dreams...
lunes, 12 de diciembre de 2011
CANCIÓN DE AMOR
Canción de amor que dice
tanto.
Canción de amor que me enamora.
Canción de amor que se me mete en el
corazón,
y cambia todo tiempo, toda concepción, toda hora.
Canción de amor que
trae calor.
Canción de amor, de risas, de demora.
Canción que hace tanto
comenzó.
Canción que ha comenzado justo ahora.
Y sólo falta tenerte al lado
corazón,
para juntos mirar la aurora.
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