Este presente festín se lo regalo a cualquiera

I cross mountains, I cross rivers,
I cross the bridges thinking,
the roads crossing,
they separated me from you.
I already have a tired soul
from asking without an answer
why life takes you away
if one day I met you
and now I ask for you
and I find no answer.

How many nights, how many days,
how many mornings of birdsong,
like a toy without a child
love found us.
In the illuminated house
by the light of your gaze
your beloved figure
I lost in a future
that separated me from you,
from my illuminated house.

Pale feelings feed
the heart
because where there was warmth
sleeps the night and the cold.
This life of patches
I give it to anyone.
My flag is confused
with a happy past
and this present feast
I give to anyone.

Where does the hand hide,
the one that diverted my path,
the one that twisted my destiny,
the one that brought me here?
I walk on foreign lands
turned into a stranger
and among spider drawings
what I lost gets tangled.
I will never be what I was
turned into a stranger.