Monísima Mujer

With a sweet melancholy
With nightingale startles
With still lingering restlessness
Filling my heart
With splendid roses

Like the whisper of sleigh bells
Like a faint echo of a song
Kissing the gold of your trinkets
I offered you, crazy, all the sweetness
Of my passion

Gorgeous woman
Divine daydream
Who knew how to move
My dead heart

You are in my thoughts
Sweet heartbeat
Lullaby that caresses
Rose in bloom

Bubble of a cocktail
Made entirely of love
That has shattered the glass
Of my black pain

Gorgeous woman
Divine daydream
Crystal that in life
Reflected its yearnings