Ángel Y Habanera
Liuba Maria Hevia
Angel and Habanera
Flying in from the Caribbean
an angel hummingbird verse,
a force that can't be contained.
It flies to a ceiba tree,
rests on my roof with that gaze
and dives in to fill my chest.
Flying in from the Caribbean
an angel hummingbird verse,
a force that can't be contained.
Its kiss flies with the evening
and its bright light burns me,
the memory is that shadow that blazes,
but it vibrates in the warmth of this habanera.
The map has vanished and the evening
has come to share my wait,
the guitar flies like the angel
that vibrates in the warmth of this habanera.
