
Decía: "no encuentro inspiración"-silencio-
"la muerte..."
Tiempo de pérdidas dije yo.
Se extrañó.
Cantaba al amor que no llega,
al amor que se aleja,
a quién no volverá,
al camino que no empieza,
a la belleza que se iba,
que se miraba.
Reinventar.
No necesitaba orden,
sino un nuevo orden.
He said: "I don´t find inspiration"-silence-
"death..."
Time for losses I said.
He was surprised.
He sang to love that never arrives,
to love that goes away,
to whom never will come gack,
to the path that doesn´t start,
to the beauty that was leaving,
that you look at.
Reinvent.
He didn´t need a direction,
just a new one way.