The Curtain Opens
The curtain opens
from the stage
even if you don't believe it
I'm watching you.
Among so many people
I saw your clear eyes
and for a moment
I was left trembling.
Inside my chest
I feel a whirlwind
and looking at you so much
I almost forget
what I'm singing.
I know it's not a dream
nor my fantasy
because I'm sure
that in another life
I already loved you.
From the audience
the applause arrives
and I only see
yours hands.
I would like to tell you
from the stage
that I'm dying
to kiss your lips.
The curtain closes
the performance ends
and in the dressing rooms
I hate the routine.
In a moment
I won't be the artist
but the one who finds you
right at the exit.
At first sight
one identifies
the love of always
if it has in front
what it imagines.
I know it's not a dream
nor my fantasy
because I'm sure
that in another life
I already loved you.