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 .-