Poeta

Poeta
Matías Antón Mena

lunes, 11 de mayo de 2015

I FEEL YOU (TE SIENTO)







I feel you

I feel you,
Oh! How much I feel you!
I wake up in the middle of the night
and your countenance captures me,
I throw a thousand kisses to the heavens
to protect the air
that your dreams breathe.
And I fall asleep,
And I wake up,
And I cannot believe how lucky I am,
And I wonder what I did,
And I rummage in the past,
int the future, in the present,
And I go on wondering
what I’ve done to deserve you.

The shape of your lips
takes me to the land of taste,
the senses, the love;
The secret of your eyes
to other ports, to other seas,
Unknown places,
nonexistent villages,
green clouds of olive trees.

And I fall asleep,
And I wake up,
incredulous and anxious,
thinking whether it is a dream,
and I feel in light sleep
the luckiest man in the world

I feel you,
Oh! How much I feel you!
And I desperately inhale,
the air you, absent, exhale,
and stalking, as a wolf
waiting at your pillow,
awake and expecting,
for a furtive tear,
overflowed,
to quench my life thirst.

I feel you,
Oh! How much I feel you!
my dear,
my beloved one

Matías Antón Mena

Translation by: Andrés Antón Catalá

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