Aceitunas
Silvio Rodriguez
Olives
Your legs from three to six in the afternoon
In my memory suddenly burn
And when I want to ease my madness
Only eating olives calms me
A bitten olive
Has brought back to life all its flavor
Amazed, I breathe and feel your scent
Today I rave
Your edge cuts me
To the limit of illusion
Slowly I eat
And extend the space
Between the initial kiss and the goodbye
A bitten olive
Has brought back to life all its flavor
Amazed, I breathe and feel your scent
And here you have me
Holding on tight
To the seed
As if hanging from you
Your legs from three to six in the afternoon
In my memory suddenly burn
And when I want to ease my madness
Only eating olives calms me
