Un amor diferente
Victor Heredia
A Different Love
A different love
It seems so clearly
A different love,
Like a tower rising from the sea,
Like a moon carved from salt,
A fleeting black seagull
Over the skies of my soul.
I must tell you I didn’t know
That nostalgia could go this far,
That it would consume all my tears
Like that light that paints illusions
On the green, in the springtime.
Love me, love me......
It seems you wrote
On my skin and became
Like that morning star
That lights up a lost time from yesterday
This desire that evokes your skin
Over the skies of my soul..........
