Romance Para Tu Beso

It's burning my veins,
the blue ember of your kiss,
in times of any hour,
I find happiness in you.
Fresh flower of hope
with transparency of sky.
The field becomes a garden for me,
where towards dawn I see you,
walking with steps of dawn,
native, among the new wheat.
The ear of corn that trembles,
and me watching you from afar,
and your flowered skirt,
the cloud of your handkerchief,
and that early poppy,
that is bleeding in your hair,
and that fire that your lips forgot,
in that kiss,
that you gave me as a joke,
and that has made me serious.
Enamored heart,
that is burning my chest.
Do you not know that she loves me
less than I love her,
and for loving her in a way,
that I can no longer control,
my love is draped in mourning
by the shadows of your silence,
while her mouth flames in my dream
like a star.
My life is burning away,
with the blue ember of her kiss,
fresh flower of hope,
with transparency of sky.
The field becomes a garden for me,
where towards dawn I see you,
walking with steps of dawn,
native, among the new wheat,
the ear of corn that trembles,
and me watching you from afar.