Espumas
Javier Solís
Foams
Loves that have gone
Pilgrim loves
Loves that have gone
Leaving in your soul
Black whirlwinds
Just like the foams
Left by the wide river
Your illusions go
Being shattered
By the whirlpool
Foams that go
Beautiful traveling roses
They rise in dancing
And small flakes
Forming the landscape
They will never return
The traveling foams
Like the illusions
That brought you
Fleeting joys
Trembling foams
Of fleeting waters
They portray loves
And beautiful memories
That life leaves behind
They intertwine in crowns
Of white orange blossoms
Of pink diadems
When they carry flowers
Of the evergreen
Foams that go
Beautiful traveling roses
They rise in dancing
And small flakes
Forming the landscape
They will never return
The traveling foams
Like the illusions
That brought you
Fleeting joys
Like the illusions
That brought you
Fleeting joys
