Sed de Amor

Life hurts me without sun,
precious emissary of love,
beautiful flower of blush.
And my thirst for you,
hardly punishes me
because I am thirsty.

I look for you, my girl, in the sea
and that one, my summer afternoon,
suspicious of your grace
virginal, lively,
swallows of my valley
you will return to soar.

I will walk without stopping
to the shore of the sea,
if you don't come,
if it is necessary to walk
quietly the time,
quietly it goes away.
Why wait