Delirios
Polo Montañez
Delusions
Delusions
In a small blue room a woman gets up
and looking through the window
without saying a word, leaning on the pillow
waiting for so much love that she lacks.
By the sparkle in her eyes through her gaze
you can see the need for a kiss
and in the light of dawn she teases me with her back
hurrying the half of my desires
With the fingers of her hands she opens furrows in her hair
like a harmless creature and I watch her sleep
her transparent beauty that I compared to a girl
the fan in front proudly refreshes her
I feel envy as the air messes up her hair
and her almost red lips fill me with cravings
and the delusion of being with her.
In such a small room where a woman rests
and the soft light that the moon gives
makes me want to have her, take care of her, love her
because I know there's no one like her
With the fingers of her hands she opens furrows in her hair
like a harmless creature and I watch her sleep
her transparent beauty that I compared to a girl
The fan in front proudly refreshes her
I feel envy as the air messes up her hair
and her almost red lips fill me with cravings
and the delusion of being with her.