Esta Mañana

This morning
I no longer remembered how your fingers played
this guitar that was your body for me
I no longer remembered what I felt when
I touched your hair

I don't remember if your eyes
were brown or black
like the night or like the day we
stopped seeing each other

I only remember it was raining and we met
at the metro stop

But making a great effort I still see
Your gaze in every mirror
In every elevator
Where every night takes me up to the sky
of motels and greenhouses
Where something so ephemeral is sworn

I don't remember anymore

Not your laughter nor your hurry
to give me a kiss
Nor which button of your shirt
you unbuttoned first
Nor which sweet rumba you danced for me when
you wanted to steal my sleep

They say time and forgetfulness are like
twin brothers
that you start to throw away
what you once missed

and what fault do I have
if I don't remember anymore

But making a great effort I still see
your gaze in every mirror
of every elevator
where every night takes me up to the sky
of motels and greenhouses
where something so ephemeral
and so eternal is sworn
I don't remember anymore
I don't remember anymore...