El Angel Del Camino
Silvio Brito (Colombia)
The Angel of the Road
Walking along the road
More abrupt
I found
The angel of the road
Walking
Through the most beautiful streets
I stumbled
Upon what I never imagined
I walked back on my steps
I faced more than one failure
And forgave more than two
I sought shelter in other arms
That rejected me so much
And that I desired in other times
But in none of them I found
What those of my brunette have
But in none of them I found
What those of my brunette have
I focus
On other lips to see
But they are
More delicious those of my black
I focus
On other lips to see
But they are
More delicious those of my black
I started to leaf through the book
Of my tragic destiny
And the most beautiful page
Got lost
And in the garden of my life
Only the thorns remain
Of a rose
Without color and scent
The landscapes of the hills
Are now like old paintings
The ceibas no longer provide shade
And the women from that time
Who rejected me so much
Are nothing compared to my black
She was my salvation
She is like
The angel of the road
She was my salvation
She is like
The angel of the road
Because she
Sacrificed her heart
To guide
My destiny on the right path
Because she
Sacrificed her heart
To guide
My destiny on the right path