Abril

I think of April,
In the simple
Contradiction:
The rain shines with the sun
In a pact, a moment
Or a little longer...

I think later
Every word
To say:
Where did you stay, in which wagon,
A few months ago?
Where are you?...

I can touch
The air where the benevolent god
Of your body was.
And review
The unfinished paragraphs,
Twilights
That never go away.

I think of burning
All the winds,
I can melt
In a letter, a song,
The pieces of a year,
Or a little longer...
Until then
Give me peace, give me death
Or life
Or a little longer...
(repeat the last four verses)