No Te Quiero Perder - Antonio Orozco

A veces todavía en mi recuerdo

coletea aquel sincero y lindo conocer,

en que tu aroma y tu belleza

destaparon en silencio

mi nuevo amanecer.

Momentos que florecen como

campos de amapolas, entre historias de ayer

frescura de fragancias que en tus labios desprendía

el tierno atardecer.

El sol se perdía y los luceros salían a verte caminar

y la luna entusiasmada del momento,

en su blanca cuna me hacía soñar.

Y ahora que tus besos son pa’mi

no te quiero perder,

y ahora que tu anhelo está por mi no te quiero perder,

y ahora que tus llantos son por mi no te quiero perder, no te quiero perder.

A veces todavía en estas noches

que comparto con mi alma en soledad,

me ciega la amargura que recorre el pensamiento

de vernos naufragar.

La miel en tu mirada, la luz envenenada

en cada despertar,

enseñan a mi oscura y extraña vida rara

lo frágil del amar.

Tu aroma vestía, los encantos del día, como un limpio cristal

Y sólo la ternura del momento, conduce mi inquieta serenidad.

(bis)

Y ahora que tus besos son pa’mi…

Sometimes still in my memory

coletea that sincere and nice meeting,

in which your aroma and your beauty

they uncovered in silence

my new dawn

Moments that bloom like

poppy fields, between stories of yesterday

freshness of fragrances that on your lips gave off

the tender sunset.

The sun was lost and the stars came out to see you walk

and the excited moon of the moment,

in her white cradle she made me dream.

And now that your kisses are for me

I do not want to lose you,

and now that your yearning is for me I don't want to lose you,

And now that your cries are for me, I don't want to lose you, I don't want to lose you.

Sometimes still on these nights

that I share with my soul in solitude,

I am blinded by the bitterness that runs through my thoughts

to see us shipwreck.

The honey in your eyes, the poisoned light

in each awakening,

they teach my dark and strange strange life

the fragility of love.

Your aroma dressed, the charms of the day, like a clean glass

And only the tenderness of the moment drives my restless serenity.

(Bis)

And now that your kisses are for me...