Eldina Milagros & Andrea Bocelli, Dulce Pontes

 

And if a muffled scream of mine

penetrated the ears of the heart

through the pericardium of yours?

And you saw me tear between the valley

of the nose and the glide of the eyes

two translucent and fierce rivers,

latent furrows of the fever of love born,

with your name written on the banks,

would your gaze know how to recognize itself

as the mouth of these clear waters

that succumb to the longing I carry,

to the bitter taste you left,

in the indifference of time and the passage

of life's events,

to this clumsy absence of my body

without your touch,

the sweet honey of your fingers

in my hands?

I look at the present in the urgency

of forgetting you.

I lost my reason, the sky, my fear,

in the constant frequency of loving you

What a sealess exile of a future!