teapagues not
deciduous tree míocallado
teescurras No, you drop
Noabandones your soles.
forever Be mibosque
the Hood, the other.
Wood, perfume
refugioy the blow.
Incipient, which outbreak
cubristede me
stars minimiedad when high
your branches
to give me the moon
sip-spoonfuls.
In lametamorfosis
of this life, mine was
tubrote, flower,
I lafruta yellow.
blue soypájaro
laignota of
presence imaginomi not
nest without your light, your absence.
Under Hurricane
elfiero Protegistemi sky
logris avoiding what cubristede
flowers.
If you fly heaprendido
What alcancéde your branches
In your hojainmortal
vi brillarmis morning.
I bebidotu nectar
deprimaverales years
And with it, wisdom,
completeness, the aurora,
laesperanza, the beast.
Vi lasnevadas fall,
in tusgajos naked and sorteandoestaciones
cubristede you flowers
In veranosde others
foreign springs saviacuraste With your wounds of others.
ellorestaras Although the branch of your days
vientoregalabas the pollen your life.
Without your stoic embargopulsaba
following a beating, beating futuroperfecto
Mientrasotros drank ...
home And I distede overflowing foliage
To elhoy, tomorrow,
the illusion Ylos years.
Meenseñaste of courage
And flights vain Nohay
Clinging wing moon
blank bracket.
Today tutronco
broken my hands are undone
And I am nothing, I am no
Only pájarogris
veclaudicar you succumb
alocaso.
And more quisierasin
For elsiempre, the perpetual
be lasavia to drink
encenderprimaveras.
And you
ThereGetting with mild elclima
And serenacual Lake
entibiartus morning.
inmortalidada Give your
fleshy leaves and happy conmi flight pay tusraíces
Regalarteesos
dreams you lost, you gave ...
And wings ofrecerteestas
Reborn in your ores.
avecaducifolia
to suárbol perennial.
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