Se esta yendo y regresas
con todo los recuerdos plasmados,
de aquellos sueños vividos
en el corazón y mente soñador.
Un conteo de segundos,
minutos de respirar,
horas de agonías o alegrías,
días de calamidad o felicidad.
Pero no todo quedó en sentir,
también en hacer y construir,
no solo son sueños
aquellos materializados porvenir.
Algunas lagrimas en rostros,
sonrisas en respuesta de enojo,
para calmar las aguas turbias,
y que el cauce del rio corra.
Hubo una caja que se tintaba
en cada pincelada triste,
momentos oscuros guardabas,
para no enfrentar y quebrar.
Pero hubo abrazos cálidos,
lamidas sin cesar en el amanecer,
cosquillas de un torso peludo,
que a tu lado dormía.
Pudiste despertar y verlos vivos,
aquellos que te engendraron
te formalizaron y siguen amando,
pero sabes que el tiempo se esta acabando.
Diferentes despedidas
en caminos recorridos,
personas que no debieron cruzarse,
una vuelta más al olvido.
También quienes ya era hora de ir,
seguro que esa herida duele,
pero era algo que venia,
porque es ley de vida.
Ahora llega un nuevo amanecer,
entre ello un camino a recorrer,
tantos pendientes que culminar,
y nuevas metas alcanzar.
He's leaving and you're coming back
with all the memories captured,
of those dreams lived
in your dreamer's heart and mind.
A count of seconds,
minutes of breathing,
hours of agonies or joys,
days of calamity or happiness.
But not everything remained in feeling,
but also in doing and building,
not only dreams
those materialized in the future.
Some tears on faces,
smiles in angry response,
to calm the troubled waters,
and let the river flow.
There was a box that was dyed
in each sad brushstroke,
dark moments you kept,
not to face and break.
But there were warm embraces,
endless licks in the dawn,
tickling of a hairy torso,
that slept beside you.
You could wake up and see them alive,
those who engendered you
formalized you and still love you,
but you know that time is running out.
Different farewells
on roads traveled,
people who should not have crossed paths,
one more turn to oblivion.
Also those who it was time to go,
sure that this wound hurts,
but it was something that was coming,
because it is a law of life.
Now comes a new dawn,
between it a road to travel,
so many pending to culminate,
and new goals to reach.