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Thursday, December 28, 2006

Tu Imagen...Your Image


Tu imagen se desaparece de mí ser
Eres como un fantasma del pasado
Estuve tan feliz, pero agotada
Cansada de esperarte…
Nunca me ibas a querer

Y no lo supe hasta que fue muy tarde

Entregue…
Mi corazón
Mi confianza
Mi alma

Si no existes en mí…
Porque permanece esa esperanza tonta
Que no tiene valor
Pèrdida de tiempo, es una trampa
De la cual no se puede escapar con razón
Solo mantiene la farsa de un amor que no se devolvió


(translation)


Your image fades from my being
You are like a phantom of the past
I was so happy, but exhausted
Tired of waiting for you…
You would never love me
And I did not know until it was too late

I surrendered…
My heart
My trust
My soul

If you no longer exist within me…
Why does this foolish hope remain?
It has no value
Waste of time, it is a trap
Of which one cannot escape with sanity
It only maintains the travesty of a love unrequited


2 comments:

Courtney said...

Your poetry is incredible. I have been enjoying it for weeks. Thank you.

Ana said...

Courney,

Thank you so much. You've made my day.