Aliados Del Alma
A veces creo
que ellos, ellas y yo
fuimos alma de una estrella
que un día estalló.
Luces en vuelo
siembra de la creación
prometimos reencontrarnos
cerca del sol.
Y en las noches más cerradas
yo presiento sus miradas
dando luz y calor.
Son los amigos del alma
son la voz que me hace falta
para escucharme yo.
A veces creo
que no es la primera vez
que ya son siglos de encuentro
queriendo crecer.
Emparentados
sin sábanas ni cordón
verdaderamente libres
compartiéndonos.
Por andamios de ternura
sobre abismos de locura
me sorprende su amor.
Con los aliados del alma
los espejos no hacen falta
para mirarme yo.
Para verme yo
para ver
para ver, ver, ver, ver, ver.
Allies of the Soul
Sometimes I think
that they, she, and I
were the soul of a star
that one day blew up.
Lights in flight
sowing the creation
we promised to meet again
near the sun.
And in the darkest nights
I sense their gazes
bringing light and warmth.
They are the friends of the soul
they're the voice I need
to hear myself.
Sometimes I think
that this isn't the first time
that it's been centuries of meeting
wanting to grow.
Related by blood
without sheets or ties
truly free
sharing ourselves.
Through scaffolds of tenderness
over abysses of madness
I'm amazed by their love.
With the allies of the soul
mirrors aren't needed
to see myself.
To see myself
to see
to see, see, see, see, see.