Para Cuando Vuelvas

For when you return
I am waiting with my sorrow,
for when you return
with my loneliness and with my sorrow.
You would see our bed
desolate and cold,
how it calls for you
day, night, and day.

For when you return
I am overcoming the sadness,
long from your absence
as long as your promises.

I will tie my arms
in case they fly away,
feeling your steps
on the stairs.

For when you return
I am waiting,
only with my sorrow
for when you return.

For when you return
I am reviewing my schemes,
so that I do not
live through painful mistakes again.

I have so much desire
to have you close,
revive the flame
that absence extinguished.

For when you return
I have bells at the entrance,
through the open door
to announce your arrival.

I will wet my hands
that in the cold nights,
have searched for you in vain
dry of caresses.

For when you return,
I am waiting,
only with my sorrow
for when you return.