El Nispero

A blooming field, Awaits the arrival of love
Dancing the grass, To the rhythm of the wind
I feel good

At night I go awake
The loquat tree standing beside my bed
Feet in the dew, sounds of silence
Can be seen

And I go, walking on the earth
I'm stopped by a wood that was still for some time
It stayed to teach me

I change the rest, that I can't see
The certainties of the ashes hurt
If they want to wake me up one day in that place
Where I can love

A river that separates
My land from the land of Bethlehem
I can be serene, resting among its people
They ask for no more

And I go, paying attention to my heartbeats
It's the rain hitting with drops on my forehead
Approaching my rhythm

I change the rest that I can't see
The certainties of the ashes hurt
If they want to wake me up one day in that place
Where I can love