Huellas
Pedro Guerra
Footprints
How many things leave a mark?
How many things are remembered?
How many shine in time even though they're not here?
How many traces? How many things?
How much in the end is what matters?
What moment in old age will comfort you?
A birth a smile an illusion
That hug a song
The rain drawn on the window
A kiss a caress the emotion
Of that encounter a reason
The evening that wears out the city
How many things leave a mark?
How many things are remembered?
How many shine in time even though they're not here?
The red square a van Gogh painting
That strange paleness
A crooked city a glow
A child dozing in a corner
All that clumsy neglect
The uncontrollable rush of the clock
How many traces? How many things?
How much in the end is what matters?
What moment in old age will comfort you?
The moon and that sweet sensation
Of loving everything at once
The embers that still ignite passion
The street the cornice and the balcony
The silent map of your skin
The deserved fruit of love
How many things leave a mark?
How many things are remembered?
How many shine in time even though they're not here?
How many traces? How many things?
How much in the end is what matters?
What moment in old age will comfort you?
