WHERE LIGHT RAINS

Window panes where light rains
shadows where the blood remembers
if my body were your territory
write in latin letters that you have loved me

There are movements in each soul
that push it to cover the cracks in its door
to think that late at night
belongs to him who talks alone
because no one thinks of saying good-bye
even though life is only a gesture

DONDE LA LUZ LLUEVE

DONDE LA LUZ LLUEVE

Vidrios donde la luz llueve
sombras donde la sangre recuerda
si fuera mi cuerpo tu territorio
en letras latinas escribe que me has amado

Hay movimientos en cada alma
que la empujan a cubrir las hendiduras de su puerta
a pensar que la alta noche
es de quien habla a solas
porque nadie piensa en despedirse
aunque la vida sea un gesto