Poema Del Alma

Poem of the Soul

Poema Del Alma

The world is a poor poem that only the soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita el alma

Give me the bread that's left on your tableDame el pan que sobra en tu mesa
Give me the wine that's left in your jugDame el vino que sobra en tu jarra
If they come from your hands so whiteQue si vienen de tus manos tan blancas
They don't seem like crumbs to meNo me parecen migajas

If one day tired of kissesSi un día cansada de besos
Your steps bring you to my houseTus pasos te traen a mi casa
I will understand your silenceYo sabré comprender tu silencio
And wait for your crumbs tomorrowY esperar tus migajas mañana

The world doesn't understand loveEl mundo no entiende de amores
The world doesn't understand anythingEl mundo no entiende de nada
The world is a poor poem that only the soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita el alma
The world is a poor poem that only the soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita el alma

Loves like songsAmores igual que canciones
Pains like sonatasDolores igual que sonatas
All float in the airTodos flotan en el aire
And are poems of the soulY son poemas del alma

And the soul doesn't understand my versesY el alma no entiende mis versos
It sells itself if you want to buy itSe vende si quieres comprarla
The soul believed that kissesEl alma se creyó que los besos
Were preludes to calmEran preludios de calma

And the world doesn't understand versesY es que el mundo no entiende de versos
The world doesn't understand anythingEl mundo no entiende de nada
The world is a poor poem that only the soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita el alma
The world is a poor poem that only the soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita el alma

While sleeping I had two dreamsDurmiendo yo tuve dos sueños
Dreaming I spoke out loudSoñando yo hablaba en voz alta
And my voice got lost in the nightY mi voz se perdió entre la noche
And my dreams died at dawnY mis sueños murieron al alba

And my dreams grew olderY mis sueños se hicieron mayores
The night forgot my words, yesLa noche olvidó mis palabras si
And my room painted in blackY mi cuarto pintado de negro
Cried my poem of the soulLloró mi poema del alma

And the world doesn't understand dreamsY es que el mundo no entiende de sueños
The world doesn't understand anythingEl mundo no entiende de nada
The world is a poor poem that only the soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita el alma
The world is a poor poem that only my soul recitesEl mundo es un pobre poema que solo recita mi alma