Romperás

You will break with your voice
a thousand silences that inhabit every corner.
And forget at once
all the time I spent waiting for your love.
I will change color:
I will paint the moon and the sun green,
and in the end, who am I?:
Let's see if I learn it, and I do it better.

Your waist, what beauty:
I spend the whole day in it.
Your head, what sadness:
how do you expect me to know where it is.
Your waist, what beauty:
I spend the whole day in it.
Your head, what sadness:
how do you expect me to know when you need more.

You will open me with your light:
I sleep every night inside a trunk,
and you will leave, and this time
I will break my poems; maybe I will think:
Your gaze, what nonsense:
how do you expect me to count stars,
if long ago, I made it up:
I am the master of the firmament,
hidden in my disguise of a normal man.