A keresés eredménye

I Will Wait

I will wait for the future
when I am ninety years old
Who doesn't do this, resigns to death
I will bite the time
That ripe apricot
Oh, tame clay for the genius of the sculptor
 
The death is very offended
seeing that I don't believe in it
For me its passport is not valid
I have too much to do here
It will have to leave me alone.
I would waste away under the soil
too much precious time.
 
The death invented itself
someone that loves us
It wants that we work pretending to have an expiration date
But from the windows roll out
Infinite meadows where my horses
Gallop free of reins
I will wait...
 

With the curtain lowered

When I loved you I dreamed your dreams,
I watched your eyelids sleep,
the lashes slightly trembling.
At times
it is with the curtain lowered that unfolds
with unprecedented actors and illuminations
- the wonder.
 

Indifference

Indifference is hell without flames,
remember that when choosing from thousands
of hues your fatal grey.
 
If the world is senseless
yours alone is the fault:
awaiting your impression
is this ball of wax.