Arrebol

Now the daylight is nothing more
than a sunset glow that remained on the horizon.

A warm good breeze,
playfully came to my window.

Listen, how I wish
that the night would bring
your love to me.

Now the daylight is nothing more
than a sunset glow that remained on the horizon.

A warm breeze arrives,
rippling through the yellow wheat field.

Listen, if in the perfume
that twilight brings us
you could come.

Flooding my feelings
in the presence of your love.

Listen, and if the night
with its dream in its nest
wanted to lull us.

Through the shadows travels the mind,
through pink shadows flies your love
and I stay here at my window,
lone beside my inspiration.

Now the daylight is nothing more
than a sunset glow that remained on the horizon.

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