Playas Oscuras - Los Visitantes

Roberto Palo Pandolfo

Ella: Juega con medallas

velas y libros sin tapa

El: Pendiente de las luces

sin Dios, cambia por el cielo.

Tiempo, tiempo sin una palabra

viajes, soledad y depresion.

Y al fin -suerte- su destino

ella sola y otra ropa.

Y en el silencio del cuarto

otro color en la silla

El hundio su nariz

en la espuma de las olas

Los rebotes del sol

coronaron su final.

Lejos, en una sala marron

sin espejos y sin brujula

Playas oscuras

por las luces cambia el cielo.

Y el hundio su cabeza

en la espuma de las olas

los rebotes del sol

coronaron su final

coronaron su final.

Roberto Palo Pandolfo

Her: Play with medals

candles and open books

The: Earring of Lights

without God, she trades for heaven.

Time, time without a word

travel, loneliness and depression.

And finally -lucky- his destiny

her alone and other clothes.

And in the silence of the room

another color on the chair

He sank his nose

in the foam of the waves

the bounces of the sun

crowned her end of it.

Far away in a brown room

no mirrors and no compass

dark beaches

by the lights the sky changes.

And he buried his head

in the foam of the waves

the bounces of the sun

they crowned their end

they crowned their end.