Vientre de Cuna

I like seeing you talk about the kitchen
With the seriousness that Gorbachev addresses the issue
Of the fall of his curtain

I like seeing you mend my pants
That would have ended up in the trash
If the situation had been different

I like seeing you smile when crying was normal
I've always liked you and today I like you even more

Because without referring to fortune
That moonlit night your belly became a cradle
Bringing the fruit of something mutual

And your work is so sacred
That giving birth with pain materializes love
Making the feeling human

I like seeing you in the supermarket
Choosing groceries
According to how the economy has treated us

I like seeing your profiled abdomen
Which reminds me
That I will be the builder of a new life

I like seeing that swing you've adopted while walking
And I like everything about you, even seeing you sneeze

Because without referring to fortune
That moonlit night your belly became a cradle
Bringing the fruit of something mutual

And your work is so sacred
That giving birth with pain materializes love
Making the feeling human

I like seeing you in the supermarket and your walking swing
And many other things, but I will like you more
When someone calls you Mom