Battles
They say that a soldier who is not afraid of death
is a brave man,
and that a man who fears life
is a coward; Continue reading “Battles”
Batallas
Dicen que un soldado que no teme a la muerte es un valiente,
y que un hombre que teme a la vida es un cobarde;
pero, …continuar leyendo
Nunca partas
No te vayas, no sin antes, pueda contarte, cuanto a mi corazón le faltas… No te marches, que aún tenemos mucho que reírnos, y mucho más … Continue reading Nunca partas
Never leave
Do not go, not before, I can tell you, how much my heart needs you… Do not leave, we still have a lot to laugh, and … Continue reading Never leave
Inner journey
Maybe one day, you will start to walk, and see through your tears, how empty your soul is … Maybe then, listening to your heart, you … Continue reading Inner journey
Viaje interior
Quizá un día,
decidas comenzar a remar,
y veas en tu soledad,
cuan vacía tu alma está…
The price of truth
The price of truth, that old absent hound, that never could heal his wound… That disdainful opinion, for those who will never brush up, how much … Continue reading The price of truth
El precio de la verdad
El precio de la verdad,
ese aventajado, sillar ausente,
a quien no dejaron destacar…
Esa simulada, alegría muda,
de aquellas Continue reading “El precio de la verdad”
You did not change
The breeze direction changed,
as the way of the wind…
The Earth turned its station,
as the birds reconstructed its nest… Continue reading “You did not change”
Adiós tía
Otro ángel mozuelo, vela ya este valle de desconsuelo. Otro ángel risueño, enjuga ya nuestro pañuelo, ahíto de vacío y triste desvelo… Te fuiste pronto, te … Continue reading Adiós tía
November
November, this bittersweet month, of departures and party, of absences and cordiality. Month that carpet to winter, with thin layers of gall … Month that announces, … Continue reading November
Noviembre
Noviembre, ese mes agridulce, de partidas y convite, de ausencias y confite. Mes que alfombra al perenne invierno, con finas capas de hiel… Mes que anuncia, … Continue reading Noviembre
You are not alone
You are not alone, although of the blind voice of innocence, tries to isolate your dementia, laugh and pray. Although you have to open the door … Continue reading You are not alone
No estás sola
No estás sola,
aunque la ciega voz de la inocencia,
intente aislar tu demencia,
tú ríe y reza.
Aunque, Continue reading “No estás sola”
The power of goodbye
The power of goodbye, the power to depart… The power of letting go of sorrow, even when you don’t know the morrow… Damned to … Continue reading The power of goodbye
