Sea 29 2 008
Darling Y
Darling Y …
…. I know that you have asked for me in these days of absence, Paquita did it to me to come with this snigger accomplice who characterizes it … Needed a rest to so many life that the children waste, that one that it is we who are already lacking. You see already. Not only in you it has rained the time, my face also sows nostalgia ruts … In spite of it, now I turn my look to you looked and stop there where you were saying to me …! You are so a girl treasure, you are so a girl!. how forget that day at that station? today, completely reformed … they have not even left our bank … that where impatient, frightened and simultaneously … happy and expectant he was waiting for you.. No sólo en ti ha llovido el tiempo, mi cara también siembra surcos de nostalgia… A pesar de ello, ahora vuelvo mi mirada a tú mirada y me paro allí donde me decías… ! Eres tan niña tesoro, eres tan niña!…. ¿cómo olvidar aquel día en aquella estación? hoy, totalmente reformada… Ni siquiera han dejado nuestro banco… aquel donde impaciente, temerosa y a la vez… feliz e ilusionada te esperaba.
How to forget those eyes with that so special sheen? … that sheen full of tenderness, so infinitely yours, which was caressing me sweetly in the distance as the sea caresses the beach, those that still today preserve this ancient liveliness on having looked on the sly between the laughs of the children and the gab full fast of our common friends who are not knowing to that they us are foreign when we are together in this bank of the park, these eyes that today as yesterday they are eager for wanting to record in the memory all that that you have ahead to stop in the minuscule detail and later revivirlo in your silence and to shelter only in the senses (what today as yesterday, only it was me who was) and to stop this precise moment in which our looks cross and we meet reflected one in other, there turns into an eternity … the only one … Ours, this look that playing with mine was saying to me without speaking to me.” I can already leave to house treasure …: you have made me so happy in spite of only contemplating you: …! so happy: … that I can already die in this moment …: ”Do you looked believe love that I can forget? … I can forget a few eyes, they can age our eyes love … but never a look … Never you looked.”Ya puedo marcharme a casa tesoro… ¡me has hecho tan feliz con sólo contemplarte¡… !tan feliz¡… que puedo ya morirme en este instante…”¿Crees amor que puedo olvidar tú mirada?… puedo olvidar unos ojos, pueden envejecer nuestros ojos amor… pero nunca una mirada… Nunca tú mirada….
… See you tomorrow my love, we meet in the park.
A kiss.
ufff … I hope that I should never pass to my that, that bigger sadness would invade to me if the love of my life, if the most eternal, the most burning that one that only "@" I teach myself what really is to love. Sad Uue to extract it of the past to enjoy of …. that sad will have to be to live in the past to steal the happiness, which emptied when you wake up and see that only a park stays, although the memories are the most intimate secrets.