Río herido
Diego Frenkel
Wounded River
Your astonished eyes
look at the river taking away the past
and your tears wash your body, wash
cleaning traces and now the water
brings the future, they are silent
you and this sky...
River, wounded river
river of pain...
I go out to look
at the end of the sunset
that river where our love sails...
The quiet space where
everything happens,
fast, at the time of
light and your new thoughts
erase what you already thought
that's how you make your story
the world forgets
and where we are going
we don't know, my love...
river, wounded river.
