De Los Enamorados
Alejandro Filio
Of the Lovers
The afternoon arrived in an ash color
Flying at six like an untouched bird
Behind your steps, behind your laughter
There's no night or charm that outlives you
Woman who walks, woman who walks
Maybe because I write your name on the wall
Of a barely illuminated courtyard
Maybe I've left your voice in the dark
From my throat to the chest of time
I search for you, I invent you. I search for you and invent you
There's no step that reaches the lovers
So many run and live searching
They pass by quickly, they keep going
Without seeing beside them
To find her, I gave myself completely
And from giving so much, morning came to us
And then among sheets, through her hair
More sorrow than glory for what I say
I sought my shelter, just my shelter
Sometimes I see her happy in my world
So free, so clear like the morning
Maybe my sight deceives me absurdly
Because when I return, I don't find her trace
Behind my star, behind my star
There's no step that reaches the lovers
So many run and live searching
They pass by quickly, they keep going
Without seeing beside them
