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Translation
My Soul is Naked
My soul is naked if I don't take with me
your mouth which saves me with each new kiss.
What a desolate sky, what an uncertain moon,
what loneliness of nights and deserted sheets.
What an orphan my stomach is without your trace,
my breast without your hand, my fate without your star.
What cold of clocks without meaning,
what a sad calendar, what halted time.
My soul is naked when I wait for you
I am your lady elf and I carry in my hat
a coralillo* where your name is placed
and a single thought that tells you "I love you".
And I wait for you to bring me in a flight
the honey of your embraces, the chest of desire.
What a boat adrift in your tide,
what wind of shipwrecks, what fog surrounds me.
My soul is naked but I don't want
to cut for this bouquet the flowers that I prefer,
because if you don't return soon there will be no more gardens
nor dream of poppies, nor time of jasmine.
My soul is naked when I don't have you
and if I have you my soul takes turns that I don't understand.
Bring me to the gates of paradise
because if I go on your arm I don't have to ask permission.
My soul is naked when I don't have you
and if I have you my soul takes turns that I don't understand.
Bring me to the gates of paradise
because if I go on your arm I don't have to ask permission.
Bring me to the gates of paradise
because if I go on your arm I don't have to ask permission.
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Submitted by 
Jacinta on 2016-12-29
Jacinta on 2016-12-29Added in reply to request by 
Valeriu Raut
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*a coralillo: a small red flower