Te Quiero

Since I saw your eyes, brunette
the days for me have been, poems
because with your gaze the traces
of sorrows that whipped my soul
fled like a traveling cloud
that died in the storm
and my sincere verses were born
like the waters of storms
that arise crystal clear and tender
radiant with immensity.
With my illusion I will live, brunette
because your eyes give eternal life.
Maybe you will say, seeing me here
to sing your serenade
that it's not like that, that it's not true
that these are things that happen
but I adore you, it's not a whim,
it's not a whim, if it comes from the soul.
Before I was the pilgrim without land
and I found my love, I stay, I stay
you will never hear, far away, so far away
a sad flutter of a passing bird
that goes incessantly through the wide sky
I would like to intoxicate, my love with your kisses
and make you feel true passion
and hear from me
I love you, I love you brunette.
If your smile is pure, brunette
how will your crying be, your sorrows
if the most beautiful of beings suffers
longing for their old desires
their tears would be like lightning bolts
that would go to the sky with their light
because among suns of dawns
because among clouds of sunsets
and of nights among stars
you are much more beautiful.
I want to have the privilege
of the exquisite candor of your kisses.
Maybe you will say, seeing me here...
Last night I had the most beautiful dream
you walked very sad among roses
I begged you let me be the owner
of your sigh, your soft hair
cascade of light, radiating stars
and I swore to you my idyll is eternal
and like a miracle silence fell
and I heard your voice, saying
I love you, I love you.