LifesCrossings

LifesCrossings

Today

Bitter is this love.
The sound of a accordion I hear,
I am not sure if it's a dream
Or it is plying for real.
Bitter are the kisses you give,
There is no light in this love of ours,
Nor tomorrow.
Bitter is the heart,
For it does not know what to do,
Tremble for you or stop.
A presentiment is in the air
This is the last time,
I feel stealing every moment
Bitter is this love.

Sea Moon
From an old song.

In the Night the sea said:“Oh moon, who, better than you can understand me?
You only look at them from above….
I do not know what else I can stand…..
Boats, hundreds….Kisses, tears, sighs….
And later listen to this: it is this sea that lets us sin!
Oh moon, moon
Around here, all are in love,
women are too passionate, possessive, moody...
I am leaving…
I want to see what they will do without me...”
an old fisherman heard this dialog in the night.
“ Do you understand, moon,
He said to her-
The harm you will inflict upon leaving?.....
Here we eat bread and love, drink salty water.
We sing for this sea..
It is true
You both have a heart,
Do not leave us!....”The sea and the moon
Hearing these sweat, pleasant words
They said: “ Who is leaving this town?
Tell them
We will remain for ever..To delight all of you!"

Myself

Myself

Furrowed is my forehead, hollow intent the eyes
Full mane, tight cheeks, bold look
Tin lips, broken rotten teeth;
Head down, weak neck, muscled chest.

The right temper and member; wear simple;
Quick feet, thoughts, acts, words; slow mind;
Sober, human, loyal, shy, a prodigy;
Adverse to the world, events are against me;

Times use the hands, mostly words to fight;
Sad are my days and lonely,
Every hour deep in thought;
Always ready, raging, anxious, tenacious;

I am rich of vices and virtues,
Respectful, responsible, , lazy, liar
Praise reason but run where the heart goes:
Soon, the a day will put me to rest.