Ven
Ismael Serrano
Come
Let me see you. How time flies
We are the lament of an old wound
I've spent days chasing the wind
I have lost the map, I have given my life
I have stolen bread from the rich man's table
I became an expert at losing solitaires
Your memory comes and I pretend to be distracted
I drink from your memory and crash into your lips
Life is eternal in five minutes
The time it took us to take off our clothes
What love takes to discover my tricks
Or your farewell in erasing my mouth
It is not true that time heals everything
And there is no tomorrow or yesterday written
I'm still waiting for it to snow in August
When I grew up I always wanted to be a boy
And come, let the wind take us
Let our dates wait
Today it's your turn to share
And see, there is no such thing as wasted time
Every empty minute is always full of you
On the platforms, in every wait
I have drawn a full moon
And in the car I was a wounded wolf
Dreaming of the trip we never took
In the traffic jams I shouted your name
Singing I flew over the cars
Towards the beaches where they name you
And from your hand I jumped the waves
Let me see you, so much to tell you
It's just that I'm not good at forgetting
I still feel the urgency of that student
That on the barricade he did not learn to lose
I haven't written the hymn for this farewell yet
I cry like a fool with any advertisement
I lose my papers with a smile
And at someone else's party I'm still the last to leave
And come, let the wind take us
Let our dates wait
Today it's your turn to share
And see, there is no such thing as wasted time
Every empty minute
It is always full of you
Staring at the ceiling, early in the morning
Feverish insomniac, I was a cosmonaut
I crossed light years, and in your galaxy
I climbed the ivy, I drank your wisdom
In every traffic jam I shouted your name
Dead hours in elevators
They went to flee to your cloud
The birthday I never had
On the platforms at every wait
I have drawn a full moon
And in the car, I was a wounded wolf
Dreaming of the trip we never took
In the traffic jams I shouted your name
Singing I flew over the cars
Towards the beaches where they name you
And from your hand I jumped the waves