Poema de Amor
Joan Manuel Serrat
Love Poem
The sun forgot us yesterday on the sand
We were enveloped by the gentle sound of the sea
Your body gave me warmth
I was cold
And there, on the sand
Between us, this poem was born
This poor love poem
For you
My fruit, my flower
My love story
My caresses
My humble lantern
My April rain
My greed
My piece of bread
My old saying
My poet
The faith I lost
My path
And my cart
My sweet pleasure
My yesterday's dream
My luggage
My warm corner
My best song
My landscape
My spring
My sugarcane field
My wealth
My firewood, my home
My roof, my hearth
My nobility
My source, my thirst
My boat, my net
And the sand
Where I felt you
Where I wrote to you
My poem
