La flor de la mañana - Presuntos Implicados

concediendose deseos

como dos enamorados

que vaciaron sus manos

de desengaños y miedos

y deafecto las llenaron

Calmaron con fresas su hambre

con vino su sed

y el frio con su calor…

Y el sueño vencio

la mañana volvio

Y penasron los dos

Y que habra tras tu mirada

que tanto oculta y tanto da vuelve ala cama a soñar

Que amor que mucho piensa

veras como comienza

y entonces pronto acabara

La flor de la mañana

Hoy

sembraste en mi ventana

fingiendo que fingias que me amabas

Y prometieron locuras

y cumplieron las promesas

y se derramo ternura

y confundieron sus cuerpos

en un solo abrazo largo como dos enamorados

Calmaron con fresas su hambre

con vino su sed y el frio con su calor

Y el sueño vencio

la mañna volvio

y pensaron los dos

que habra tras tu mirada

que tanto oculta y tanto da vuelve a la cama a soñar

Que amor que mucho piensa

veras como comienza

y entonces pronto acabara

La flor de la mañana

Hoy

sembraste en mi ventana

fingiendo que fingias

que me amabas

La flor de la mañana

Hoy

sembraste en mi ventana

fingiendo que fingias

que me amabas

granting wishes

like two lovers

who emptied their hands

of disappointments and fears

and with affection they filled them

They calmed their hunger with strawberries

with wine his thirst

and the cold with its heat from her…

and the dream won

the morning came back

And they both thought

And what will be behind your gaze

that hides so much and gives so much returns to bed to dream

What a love that thinks a lot

you will see how it begins

and then soon it will be over

the morning flower

Today

you planted in my window

pretending that you pretended that you loved me

And they promised crazy things

and kept the promises

and tenderness was spilled

and confused their bodies

in a single long hug like two lovers

They calmed their hunger with strawberries

with wine its thirst and the cold with its heat

and the dream won

the morning came back

and they both thought

what will be behind your look

that hides so much and gives so much returns to bed to dream

What a love that thinks a lot

you will see how it begins

and then soon it will be over

the morning flower

Today

you planted in my window

pretending that you were pretending

that you loved me

the morning flower

Today

you planted in my window

pretending that you were pretending

that you loved me