Amor Virtuoso

"O amor tem a virtude, não apenas de desnudar dois amantes um em face do outro, mas também cada um deles diante de si próprio."

Cesare Pavese

Fields of The Nephilim - For Her Light

How lonely you are 

Waiting at the sunday park 

I'll elude you 

I will loose you 

Existing were no soul apart 

You stand - you stand on a platform 

Your effigy dissolves in my hands 

When I feel like someone to lie on 

And I feel like someone to rely on 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

Illusions born of the air 

Something seems so precious there 

I'll elude you

I will loose you 

As rehersal of my despair 

When I feel like someone to lie on 

And I feel like someone to die on 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up 

You can't wake up

El rubí de tu boca me rindiera

El rubí de tu boca me rindiera, 

a no haberme tu bello pie rendido; 

hubiéranme tus manos ya prendido, 

si preso tu cabello no me hubiera.

Los del cielo por arcos conociera 

si tus ojos no hubiera conocido; 

fuera tu pelo norte a mi sentido, 

si la luz de tus ojos no lo fuera.

Así le plugo al cielo señalarte, 

que no ya sólo al norte y arco bello 

tus cejas venzan y ojos soberanos;

mas, queriendo a ti misma aventajarte, 

tu pie la fuerza usurpa, y tu cabello 

a tu boca, Amarili, y a tus manos.

Francisco de Medrano