Julieta

The nights are a sea of ​​turbulent waves
That sometimes bring me memories
And what memories fly tonight
From where so many years ago
They had stayed sleeping
Memories that come to me in waves
And suggest other times
Times of more
Ease is the word I lack today
And that I haven't understood in so long
I have nothing but a vague
Sweet and sad sentimentalism but old
Old like the old taste of old tears
And old like the wall of her house
Where she used to appear running
Hand in hand with her sister
When I was loving her
More than anything I wanted and above all
What I understand someone with ten years wants

How I liked Juliet
At that time everything came in other names
From loving her in secret
To living with the confidence that she loved me
Behind her smiling eyes
It always boiled down to the usual phrase
And for me, everything was wrapped in three words
Certain as the truth

I liked Juliet
When she looked anywhere without doing it
When she imagined and combed her black hair
Black as nights and long
And long as winters that never ended
Of being close nor far
Alone and only by my side
And by my side I remember them

I liked Juliet
When I imagined that I loved her a long time ago
When she wrote to me that I was her love
When I understand it and also when like today I remember it
Sweet and sad like tears and kisses
On the cheek and from childhood and from long ago

I liked Juliet
When her dad died and they told her
When in surprise she burst into tears
And the notebook where she said she loved me
Always and only if it was eternal like the Sun

I liked Juliet
When they took her to live with her grandparents
When she stopped going to classes with her sister
When one afternoon like any gray afternoon
She went far away
Far beyond where all dreams go
That have come since then and tonight
Repeat to me that as a child and in the afternoons
I liked Juliet