Don't be afraid of your words

The flowers of bluish color
Remind me always of sunrise
In days of clear skies
When the sun shines bright
Waking up to your warmness

The mountain dreams and loves
Below, we love each other
And see those many dreams
Seeing, you embrace me tightly
As I kiss you fondly

The air is a romance
It travels south to north, east to west
It carries the fragrance
And sound of a pair of kisses

When I walk under the great mountain,
I hear and receive them

I take my feet walking on the narrow trail,
Breathing the fresh air
That fills my lungs with nature

I sigh, my soul fills with fragrance
And the immense beauty that surround me

I leave my steps behind

From great mountain
It turns into a little mountain,
A hill, then a smaller hill
From where I stand
And look at the horizon

The air taken by the wind
With it, my breath leaves,
Full of kisses and fragrance.

I am sad today
It is not from love
But my family
What could they be doing?
Saying?
Without me being there?
There they are, far away,
And I here, so lonely
I want to cry, I cry in silence

My dear mother, how could she be doing?
My siblings, what could they be fighting over?
I don't want them to think of me
Or that they miss me
I only want their company and warmness

The bread is soaked in coffee
And we spend time together
Till we part away to dream

A *** of water is boiled
With some rice
We add cinnamon, milk and sugar
When everything is ready we wet the bread in it
And we all spend time together on the sweet morning
And from there we part ways until convening later in the day or night
To be a family again.

That is why I am sad,
I sleep and wake
The night and day
And it's only me
There is no rice,
No tea or coffee
Or the warmness of my family

I become saddened

Your cheeks are
Roses, my love
Soft and color
Yours and mine
Brush with ardor


(original in Spanish)
Mejillas Coloridas

Tus mejillas son
Rosas, mi amor
Suaves y color
Tuyas y mías
Rozan con ardor