Los Años Que Nos Quedan Por Vivir

Perhaps in the sky,
there are more stars,
more than I can see.
Perhaps in the dark sea,
there is something so deep,
like the love I have been able to give you.
I met you,
when your life was an open flower.
I fell in love,
and wanted you to be the first,
that there would be no one else,
who could ruin,
and that you would always love me.

The dream of my life,
finally closing my wound,
the years we have left to live...
My hands tangling,
your so shiny hair,
your skin is embedding in mine.
I want to feel
how your lips run through my body.
I find in you,
everything that I think I don't have,
tenderness and understanding,
and those moments of passion,
where silence does not exist.