WOMAN
Silence in the night, bringing a thousand memories,
From somber love of the past,
From that first love, fond memories,
Tell me where you are, and go on your quest.
I'll find the essence of your perfume, your skin,
The smell of your mouth, mine recorded.
Nights of joy, pleasure nights.

I'll look at the time, in a thousand ways,
In every moment, in every corner.
Only when you find, glimmer of life
It will be that time of sweet pleasure,
Knowing that even exist, go back in time.
And become a woman.

Not ask because we moved away,
Only import the to see you again.
Woman of many dreams, woman of my efforts.
Woman woman of my memories., Woman.

If I could one day return, timing,
I ask, because they spent years
Because died yesterday because we separated.
If so we wanted, which was the infamous occasion.
From our farewell, woman., Woman.

Only you would say, because they sought me,
Thinking about the memory of so much happiness together,
You forgot me, or just spent time
Blurring the moments, that love, eternal.
Jury between the two.

Finally, I would say that the dream of my life
There remain, clinging to hatred or resentment,
Reproach, blame.
You just have strokes, in my eyes,
In my hands, in my whole being. Women., Woman.



                                   JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA