I caress your silences, savouring your absence
In the sad and endemic loneliness of my soul.
I drink the empty distillates without shadow,
In the plethoric movement of the hands.
The sighs in vandadas escape,
Through the windows of burning feeling.
Storms of memories rain down,
In the apotheosis of my existence,
Dreaming a thousand twilights, sunsets,
They are covered by clouds of sunsets,
In the sky of your gaze reflects,
The smiling face of the bright moon,
Shining with light that soothes and protects.