Un Mal Sueño
Triana
A Bad Dream
The sun shines
Every morning and to my voice
Its light arrives.
The sun shines
And in the darkness a bad dream
Got lost, drifted away.
Her gaze was pure
Like a spring
The pain of her body
Tortures my mind.
Got lost
My indifferent walk
A voice sang
It drifted away along the path
Her voice remained.
