El Beso - Abel Pintos

Aún sin darte tu beso soñado

Pero quiero rezar en tu boca

La ardiente plegaria que sangran mis labios

Solo quiero rezar en tu boca

La ardiente plegaria que sangran mis labios

En la alta cruz de tu mirada

Que yo mismo aferré a mis sentidos

El destino me ha crucificado

Cerrando la puerta que cruza el olvido

El color de aquella noche encendida

Y este poema que yo nunca he terminado

Y te juro que la pasión, y la razón, y los pecados

Y este modo de amar, este grito olvidado

Como un rayo has llegado a mi vida

Robándome todo y la samba que canto

Quisiera ser una gota de sal

Nacer en tu piel una y mil veces

Quisiera ser un amanecer

Para llenarte de mí cada vez que despiertes

Quisiera ser un amanecer

Volverme luz en tus ojos cuando despiertes

Quisiera ser amo y único dueño del tiempo

Y llevarlo al encuentro contigo

Quisiera ser el final del camino

Para tener preparado y cumplidos tus sueños

Quisiera ser el final del camino

Y a donde quieras que vayas ser tu destino

Quisiera ser los poemas del alba

Y llegar a ti, llegar a ti y beber tu rocío

Quisiera ser ecos en el silencio

Cuando tu alma se vuelva huracán dentro mío

Quisiera ser en tus sueños la estrella fugaz

Cargarte en mis alas, llevarte conmigo

Still without giving you your dream kiss

But I want to pray in your mouth

The burning prayer that bleeds my lips

I just want to pray in your mouth

The burning prayer that bleeds my lips

In the high cross of your gaze

That I myself clung to my senses

fate has crucified me

Closing the door that crosses oblivion

The color of that lit night

And this poem that I have never finished

And I swear to you that passion, and reason, and sins

And this way of loving, this forgotten cry

Like lightning you have come into my life

Stealing everything from me and the samba that I sing

I would like to be a drop of salt

Born in your skin a thousand times

I would like to be a sunrise

To fill you with me every time you wake up

I would like to be a sunrise

Become light in your eyes when you wake up

I would like to be master and sole owner of time

And take him to meet you

I would like to be the end of the road

To have your dreams prepared and fulfilled

I would like to be the end of the road

And wherever you want to go will be your destiny

I would like to be the poems of dawn

And get to you, get to you and drink your dew

I would like to be echoes in the silence

When your soul becomes a hurricane inside of me

I would like to be the shooting star in your dreams

Carry you on my wings, take you with me