Dueños del Amor

My ink hands
Your lips of air
The light of your eyes
Life is the fire in my blood

My legs are made of stone
My chest is feathered
They dress in your color
So sweet my dreams

Fear is shadow
Of flesh the desire
The honey of your aroma
It is the breeze that gives me breath

You are the consolation
That shelters my wound
They dress in your color
My days are so sweet

We are owners of love
We are part of the same mystery
That steals our reason and makes us eternal
That heals the old wounds of the heart

I dream of your kisses
My verses miss you
I get lost in the hours
That become flesh in my longing

I tie a handkerchief
I find you in my space
I sink into a shadow
I wait for you in my embrace

You go to heaven
With the praises
What my hands pray
Caressing your soul

I'm leaving like thunder
With my thoughts
To the center of your body
The winds carry me away

We are owners of love
We are part of the mystery
That steals our reason and makes us eternal
That heals the old wounds of the heart