Entre Remolinos
Perrozompopo
Among Whirlpools
He let fall in the sand at his feet
to let know on my lips your thirst
Together we tasted the night
the soft murmur, the magnet and the flower,
we were almost a wall, almost wind, almost salt
we were almost nothing and everything at once
at once, at once
Fingers were groping between skin and skin,
it was the recognition of sweats, of her name
and we were almost a wall, almost wind, almost salt
we were almost nothing and everything at once, at once
at once
And we stayed there, as if embroidering the pain,
as if taking out of the sea the face to cry
and we stayed there, with the certainty of being
entangled among whirlpools and his love.
And we were almost a wall, almost wind, almost salt,
we were almost nothing and everything at once, at once, at once
And we stayed there, as if embroidering the pain,
as if taking out of the sea the face to cry
and we stayed there, with the certainty of being
entangled among whirlpools and his love.
