Viajera Del Rio [English translation]

Walking once

by the esplanade -

delighted I stayed

seeing a flower

scenting the river.

It was angelic

like the orange blossom

and ran and ran,

crossing the horizon -

it got lost.

I wanted to touch it,

I wanted to hug it,

I wanted to love it like you.

- Not that I was a magician

to contain

the force of the river.

And it was hiding itself

and it went away,

later it disappeared.

The years passed by

and the arcane of time

took it away from me.

That's why in my dreams

when I remember of you,

I go sad on the esplanade,

To see if the river

changed the current

and to see my flower again.