Petalos
Franco Barrionuevo
Petals
They say that love is paid
In sleepy times
Like when the soul hurts
From absence and forgetfulness
How will be the day
When you have left
In the bend of time
Crossing yourself your shadow
From my poet's time
Only the rubble remains
And that old riverbed
Where the Sun names you
In the soul of some meadow
That withers in my chest
I sense again the days
And all that you have done to me
But it's only time
Lurking the memory
(Almost touching the crosses
That waiting has left me
The wine brought me a dream
Of true nostalgia
Burning my life
I hope you come back)
They say that love is paid
In nights of false grays
Like when the sky opens
It's the soul who decides
Laughter or tears
To live or die
The ruby of your silences
Makes noise every moment
The stars caress me
I can't stop loving you
Petals of ice
The flower of your blood
They say that love is paid
In sleepy times
Like when the soul hurts
From absence and forgetfulness
How will be the day
When you have left
