Revoloteante, una libélula
se posa en mi nariz, me mira a los ojos,
el contraluz
entre sus alas y el sol del mediodía
actúan transmutándome.
Me dejó un mensaje de Amor...
Un secreto de entre ella y yo,
un sueño fantástico.
El trigo dorado danza al son,
una canción,
un murmullo
suave y dulce,
caigo entre sus esponjosas y suaves nubes.
-¿Qué ocurrió? ...No lo sé-
The messanger.
Filling, a dragonfly,
he alightes on my nose, he looks at me,
the view against the light.
Through his wings, the midday sun,
it transmutes me.
He has left me a Love's message.
Our secret,
an amazing dream.
the gold wheat dances to the sound,
a song,
a whisper,
soft ans sweet,
I fall down among his fluffy and soft clouds.
"What have happened? I do not really know it..."
se posa en mi nariz, me mira a los ojos,
el contraluz
entre sus alas y el sol del mediodía
actúan transmutándome.
Me dejó un mensaje de Amor...
Un secreto de entre ella y yo,
un sueño fantástico.
El trigo dorado danza al son,
una canción,
un murmullo
suave y dulce,
caigo entre sus esponjosas y suaves nubes.
-¿Qué ocurrió? ...No lo sé-
The messanger.
Filling, a dragonfly,
he alightes on my nose, he looks at me,
the view against the light.
Through his wings, the midday sun,
it transmutes me.
He has left me a Love's message.
Our secret,
an amazing dream.
the gold wheat dances to the sound,
a song,
a whisper,
soft ans sweet,
I fall down among his fluffy and soft clouds.
"What have happened? I do not really know it..."
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