13 de Mayo

Hi 13, May 13th
When I met you
There your apple eyes and your knife lips
And the 9, 9 letters of your name over mine
That erased differences
Of lineage and surname

Blessed be the mother
The mother who gave birth to you
Who was left alone
To give me a hyacinth
That brightened her gardens
God of glory for mine

You want me to go barefoot
I will go through the paths
You want me to become the queen
To see if I find you

I will do as you please
What your whim commands
And in my heart a comet
And in your hand even the ball of yarn
That, in me, without reason rings
And your voice a bell
There 13, May 13th
When I met you

For your love, my life
I am drunk with affection
I love you with the dawn
And at night next to the wheat

At dusk I love you
When the children fall silent
Morning, afternoon, and night
For the centuries of the centuries
There 13, May 13th
Clean and dying of oblivion
For the blood, a bull of shivers caught me
That left my soul nailed
In the square of sigh

You want me to go barefoot
I will go through the paths
You want me to become the queen
To see if I find you

I will do as you please
What your whim commands
And in my heart a comet
And in your hand even the ball of yarn
That in me without reason rings
And your voice a bell
There 13, May 13th
When I met you