Chi sono io?

¿Quién soy yo?

Solo una chica herida

Por un amor nefasto

Y que me realmente dolía.

¿Quién eres tú?

Solo un chico amado,

Escuchado y herido

Y que te lleva el alma.

¿Quiénes somos?

Una pareja que se ama

Porque sus almas

Están juntas y no descansan.

Eso somos ambos

Pero tú no lo sabes

Y aunque lo sospechas,

Nunca me has dicho que me ames.

Adiós amor mío,

Saludos corazón

Y este poema se acaba 

Por esa razón. 

Sole dopo pioggia.

Sun after rain,

heat after the water

and the burning feels

as if it were tomorrow.

It leads me to think

in a storm

that is going to calm down

like a furious deity.

Sun after rain,

heat after the star

it makes me understand

the peace after the chaos.

It's a cold thought,

Even after the light,

because it's boredom

the one that arrives after that.

But it's a good thing

because the calm arrives,

calm and apathy

after a long process.

Night is coming,

that means rest

of the soul, of the body

and a deep repair.

Eau

Agua pura, Agua dura

por tu suave color

que me lleva con cordura

a aliviar el dolor.

Agua clara, Agua oscura

¿por qué las dos?

por su belleza

pero sin dulzura.

Agua clara, Agua pura

eres sanación

e indicios claros

de mi cordura.

Agua bella, Agua mía

¿querras siempre sanarme,

aunque yo no lo quiera,

en muchos días?

Adiós agua clara

porque no digo más,

te ofendo pero me alivias

aunque los demás no lo vean.

Un bel tramonto.

Un bello atardecer

es lo que veo aquí

y es aún más bello

teniendote en mí.

Un bello atardecer

está lleno de colores,

así como tú

quitas todos mis dolores.

Un bello atardecer

es poesía pura,

un bello atardecer

que siempre perdura.

Un bello atardecer

alegra todas las almas

y en otras

al dolor calma.

Un bello atardecer

que significa una cosa:

"Es el fin del día

así como de este poema".

The beauty

The beauty of you

and my beauty

they are spiritually

only one thing.

You're handsome

as well as perfect

and with my love

I find you millions of defects.

I can find myself

thanks to my love for you,

with your expected love

shine like a thousand.

I'm just a girl

what is waiting for you

because I know one thing:

You are my beloved.

And just like this poem

I write you up here,

you are my beloved

and this is the end.

È strano!

It's strange

feel love!

It's more strange

feel it with pain!

It's a total crowd

of all my being!

It's a deep broken

that I could compose!

You are my Everything!

You filled my soul

and all my being

from elbow to elbow.

And with this poem

I make you feel,

and with this writing

it came to the end.

In love one suffers

In love one suffers,

In love one cries

But well worth

For you now.

Love is bitter,

Love is sweet,

Love is so much

That I can not take charge.

Love is sincere,

Love is cruel

But it's that smile

The one that keeps me faithful.

Love perseveres,

Love lasts

Even if this poem

It's just one.

The time without you.

El tiempo sin tí

no me hace feliz,

el tiempo sin tí

es como transigir.

El tiempo sin tí

me da mucho pensar

porque pienso en mí misma

y en cómo tú serás.

El tiempo sin tí

es como conocer

la sombra y la duda

que me da miedo,

mucho miedo ver.

El tiempo sin tí

es como el triste fin

de este bello poema

que llega hasta aquí.

A rainy day.

A rainy day for me

it's because you're not here,

a rainy day for me,

because I feel alone without you.

With you I fill with light

and of true color,

You are hope

to relieve me of my great pain.

A rainy day for me

it means immense pain,

strangeness and madness

and nothing of color.

This is the end of the poem

but when writing it

I see that the light comes out

like a beautiful leaf.

A WEIRD WORLD.

This is a weird world

because everything I've seen,

a strange world

For all that has been.

A really crazy world

for some beings

that of any lucidity

It looks very little.

How will we live

if we continue like this?

sure at the end

We will not see each other here.

And with this criticism,

My good friends,

I say here:

of this poem is the end.