Inspiración

Along the path of pain
the memories of yesterday crossed in flocks
bringing in pursuit
that love
where I burned
the sweet faith
of my illusion
made song;
prayer in flower
that yesterday I embroidered
in the warmth
of the bohemian den...
Blue reverie
that left me
the tastelessness of my anemia.
My heart was crushed
in the vain hope that I would look out on my balcony
and that fatal
brought me evil...

Recited

Winds of weariness blew through the valleys of my life
and brought the ashes of my lyrical illusion,
made flesh in the darkness of my lost youth
where my bohemia died with my last song.
Today, the frost of the years bleached my hair white
and I am alone in the tragedy of my sad loneliness,
but I still feel the nostalgia of her beautiful black eyes...
even though they had nothing but cruelty for me...

Youth
that is already gone
after the vain blue dream
of yesterday...
Leafless and wilted flower
of love...
Illusion
that killed the pain!