THE LANDS THAT I WILL CONQUER
The beauty that names you in this evening
It is a loom of the lands that I will conquer.
An universal love and without conditions,
that for love knows you
and to virtue it expands more and more
in the space.
Your transparent eyes
where the soul appears;
the taste of your lie
if the clusters you open me;
the meekness of the west
until the nabbed night,
they are scarcely the anteroom
of the lands that I will conquer.
All this that today it me reveals
in the purest fervor and in thousand stumbles
it was to see and to follow your stela
towards the lands of an unconcern
and of the soft breeze.
If the universe gives signs
of that everything close tends to crush,
let's be useful our time together
up to living the lands that I will conquer .-