I was looking for my soul with afán n your soul
I was looking for the virgin that in front of me
He played with his hands sweetly
In the feverish insomnia of my love.
I was looking for the pale and beautiful woman
That in my dreams I visit since childhood
To leave with her m? sweetheart
To break my pain with her.
As in the sacred solitude of the temple
Without seeing God, his presence is felt
I presented? in the world your existence
And as god, without seeing you I adore you.
Love my good in this world
Where so many tears spill
Those who pour quiz? those who love
They have a blessing.
To love is to soak the thought
With the fragrance of the lost ed
To love, to love is to carry wounded
With a heavenly dart the heart.
It's touching the lintels of glory
It's seeing your eyes, it's listening to your accent
It is in the soul to carry the firmament
And it is dying at your feet of adoration.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)