Una Història D'amor
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A Love Story
How many nights of struggles and hopes
have loved the streets of your only star
how many ships of stolen promises
did shipwreck on the shores of time
How many moments of clandestine illusions
have throbbed in the poems written in songs
how many cannons against living words
did silence a love story
A love story
How many mornings of conquered sadness
have awakened the secrets that travel to the heart
how many loves and companions of adventures
did shoot at the vast horizons
How many lost battles in memory
did confront the smiles of hunger and pain
how many traitors from the wombs of history
did silence a love story
A love story
But now the nights have ceased to be sad
and your stars are born from the darkness
winter has returned to our windows
and with closed fists we have returned to sing...
A love story
