Why if the moon is so distant; at times I feel can touching with my fingers?
why your soul being so close; I feel taht I never see it?
Why i die to wrap in that sweet mouth, soft and tender that you got of reverie?
If I feel your kisses on my mouth; but it will always be absent
Perhaps the love that i profess you; is not enough to quench your thirst
As I can do? to not to feel far away your love
Give me a clue to follow; even wandering i will arrive
if I’ve cross a continent by you
Nothing cost me find you next to me.
I ask with drowned yells that you open me your heart and give me the warmth I feel when I lie down on your chest
Between each prayer secretly; i ask that their petting are to me;
that kill me the pain that i feel by not hear your voice saying even between whispering or mumble that your heart belong to me.
Tear out me my breath if I have no remedy, Take my soul if is not my love your bright star, but take away this love in excess not to suffer for your poison.
Looking for excuses, I found reasons.