It snows on your eyes.
Run away the heat
before the cold that heralds your arrival.
In your body they can be seen,
remnants of bloody battles.
Losers and sellers,
They are looking for a home.
Dead, crippled wounded,
they cry blood through your veins.
Drowning in tears the screams
of overdue sorrows.
And the first ray of the morning,
will clothe your body with lead,
and will shower him with kisses,
waiting for a handout of love,
with which to survive
to the slight passage of time.
Goodbye Love,
Today I say goodbye here, tired, spent, sunk.
Dry well that no longer reflects moons.
I am so far from you
as you are of me.
So inside I am of you,
How are you about me?
So far and so close,
as the waves allow
on this imaginary beach.
Where your memories swim
until the sea swallows them.
The reality of your absence dies
when the night gets drunk,
And we meet face to face
the salt of your memories and the wounds of my body.
Goodbye Love,
until tomorrow.
That I will hate you again before I love you,
that I will make love to you again with or without you.
today I no longer have the strength to fight you.
I turn off the light
and it happened to turn me into night.
I hope the morning smiles at me with your image,
caress me with your hair,
and wet me with your mouth.