Vuela - Monica Molina

Vuela, en mi voz este poema

Blanco de luna llena;

A tu descanso de mar

Vuela cruzando las fronteras

De temores y penas;

Que habitan en mi hogar

Ref:

Por conocerte sé

Que en ti nace el verbo amar

Que tu canto es libertad

Y vivo sintiéndote…

En el aire frío que respiro

En cada amanecer y con cada suspiro;

En la luz que guarda mi camino

De temores y espinos

Quiero que mi alma de fuego

Arda con el sosiego;

Que envuelve tu verdad

Quiero que mis versos al vuelo

Despierten el consuelo;

Que fluye de tu paz

Ref:

Por conocerte sé

Que en ti nace el verbo amar;

Que tu canto es libertad

Y vivo sintiéndote…

En el aire frío que respiro

En cada amanecer y con cada suspiro;

En la luz que guarda mi camino

De temores y espinos

Ref;

Fly, in my voice this poem

Full moon white;

To your rest of the sea

Fly across borders

Of fears and sorrows;

who live in my home

Ref:

for knowing you I know

That in you the verb to love is born

That your song is freedom

And I live feeling you...

In the cold air that I breathe

In every sunrise and with every sigh;

In the light that guards my path

Of fears and thorns

I want my soul of fire

Burn with the calm;

that wraps your truth

I want my verses to fly

Awaken consolation;

that flows from your peace

Ref:

for knowing you I know

That in you the verb to love is born;

That your song is freedom

And I live feeling you...

In the cold air that I breathe

In every sunrise and with every sigh;

In the light that guards my path

Of fears and thorns

Ref;