Sombras

I wish to slowly open my veins,
all my blood pour at your feet,
to be able to show you
that I can't love more
and then die afterwards.

Yet your blue eyes,
blue like the sky and the sea,
remain closed to me
not seeing that I'm here
lost in my loneliness.

Shadows nothing more
carressing my hands,
shadows nothing more
in the trembling of my voice.

I could have been happy
and I'm dying in life
and living among tears
the most horrendous landscape
of this endless drama.

Shadows nothing more
between your life and my life,
shadows nothing more
between your love and my love.

How brief was your presence in my weariness,
how warm were your hands, your voice;
like a firefly your light came
and dissipated the shadows of my corner.

And I remained like a trembling elf
without the blue of your sea eyes
that have closed to me
not seeing that I'm here
lost in my loneliness.

Shadows nothing more
carressing my hands,
shadows nothing more
in the trembling of my voice.

I could have been happy
and I'm dying in life
and living among tears
the most horrendous landscape
of this endless drama.

Shadows nothing more
between your life and my life,
shadows nothing more
between your love and my love.