Del Alma Mía

The sighs of the air
Always go towards the sea
Tears are made of water
And will dry up
Woman, when love is forgotten
Do you know where you're going?
I don't complain about your forgetfulness
Your affection even more
If it's for you that something matters
You can't suspect it
If from problems and grievances
They were erased from their pages
If by just erasing you
All of them had to be erased
Like removing the iron
From a wound that won't bleed
From the altar that raised it
In my soul, the will
And the light of faith
That once burned will go out
A fatal tear
Appeared in her eyes
It's the echo of a known sigh
Victim of a breath
Drunk from a honeycomb
Voices of this flower
That grew in oblivion
The sun may cloud forever
The sea may dry up
The axis of the earth may break
Like fragile glass
But it will never end
It's clear that all this is not vanity
I wish it were a dream
Long and hidden
Until the final death