I only aspire to see you in my anxiety,
and I die the more I see you,
and I see you the more I die.
Time goes by really quickly,
cried its swift, turbulent rotation
and the more I love you the more I sigh,
and the more I sigh the more I love you.
Let your neck chain my arm,
and the soft song provided by the rowing,
sailing the sea in a close link.
I fear not the wind or the waves,
the more I burn the more you embrace me,
and the more you embrace me the more I burn.
“Bride of the Earth” by Salvador Rueda
Photo by Camila Cerda
Thanks to Fernando for the recommendation 🙂</blockquote>