En Los Jardines Humanos (O Es Una Barca De Amores)

In the human gardens
that adorn all the earth
I intend to make a bouquet
of love and condescension

It's a boat of loves
that is towing my soul
and nesting in the ports
like a white dove

Permission to cut
the flower of understanding,
the grass of hope,
the little leaf of sentiment.

In the center of my bouquet
the rose of the heart,
the most friendly tree
and the fruit of passion.