Hay estrellas que al desprenderse del cielo hacen ver a los ciegos,
fue tu sacrificio de amor darlo TODO y, más
¿A cambio de qué? Ahora lo veo, en esta hibridez espiritual de la belleza y el horror, en el corazón de la estrella no había una piedra sino una rosa
sin la vanidad de cargas ideológicas,
quería un TE QUIERO SINCERO, como Remedios, la bella,
habría bastado con un sentimiento tan primitivo y simple como el amor,
pero eso fue lo único que no se le ocurrió a nadie
Listen for a moment, stop a moment,
you want less the rush, I hug you and you are empty,
I look for you and I only find a vault
with the sound of a dying and lost laughter full of holes and wounds,
I collapse before your grave and I cry to you. A live tear, a live laugh I laugh at you,
a live word I scream at you, it was easy to understand what I was blind to so many times,
between my admiring judgments;
A live tear, a live laugh I laugh at you, a live word I scream at you,
it was easy to understand what I was blind to so many times,
between my admiring judgments;
tear alive, I live laugh river, live verb you cry, it was easy to understand what I was blind so many times in my admiring judgments;
I made of you a summit full of solitudes, a wandering star and a failed art abulicates in funereal sleepless nights.
There are stars that when detaching themselves from the sky make the blind see,
it was your sacrifice of love to give EVERYTHING and, more
in exchange for what?
Now I see it, in this spiritual hybridity of beauty and horror,
in the heart of the star was not a stone but a rose without the vanity of ideological charges,
I wanted a I LOVE YOU SINCERE, like Remedios, the beauty,
a feeling as primitive and simple as love
would have been enough,
but that was the only thing that was not it happened
