La Guitara del Romance
Esperando.
Acostado afuera en el orilla del mar.
Tocando una guitara classica acustica.
Ella me canta una cancion de un Romance
El Viento me habla.
Solamente escucho tu nombre y tu risa dulce .
Cierro mis ojos.
Tiembla mi piel de la nostalgia que me envade mi cuerpo.
Sigo Escuchando la Guitara Cantado un Romance.
Recuerdos quedan de alguna vez.
Mi Garganta se hace en nudos.
Respiro profundamente.
Pero no ayuda.
Sigo Escuchando la Guitara Esta vez LLorando de un Romance.
El viento esta vez mas fuerte.
Promesas que hicieron.
Habro mis ojos.
Lagrimas caen.
Sigo Escuchando la Guitara cantando un Romance.
Mis Manos siguen tocando la cancion.
La Ultima cancion.
Imajenes fijas de ella grabado en su mente.
Débilmente se levanta y comienza a caminar hacia el océano.
Paso por paso.
Recuerdo por recuerdo.
Paro De tocar la guitara.
La guitara que en alguna vez era suficiente para consolarme.
Sigo escuchando la Guitara Cantando un Romance.
Sigo Caminando hacia oceano.
Paso a Paso.
La agua fria me hace sentir que todavia puedo sentir.
sigo caminando.
paso a paso.
No miro atras.
Sigo Caminando.
Pronto el dolor no sera.
no miro atras.
no miro atras.
By: Kenneth M Rosas Espinoza
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12.30.2012 2:26pm
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La Guitera
I`d love to read a translation - I´m sure this is a good poem.Romantic Guitar ?
translation =)
here's my best shot leslie:
Waiting
Laying down outside by the ocean's edge
Playing a classic acoustic guitar
She sings me a song of romance
The wind speaks to me
All i hear is your name and your sweet laughter
I close my eyes
My skin trembles from the nostlagia that invades my body
I keep listening to the the guitar singing of a romance
Memories are left from another time
I feel a knot in my thoat
I breath deeply
But it doesn't help
I keep listening to the guitar, this time crying of a romance
The wind this time stronger
Promises they made
I open my eyes
Tears fall
I keep listening to the guitar singing of a romance
My hands continue playing
A last song
Memory by memory
I stop playing
The guitar that at one time was enough to console me
I keep listening to the guitar singing of a romance
I keep walking towards the ocean
Step by step
The cold water makes me feel like i can feel again
I keep walking
Step by step
I don't look back
I keep walking
Soon the pain will be gone
I dont look back
I dont look back
My translation truly does NOT do this poem justice leslie! Una hermosura.. una joya de verdad.. Spanish is such a romantic language.. and this poem captures a beautiful and
melancholic private moment between a man and his last thoughts on a lost love.. it painted such a vivid picture for me, i was in tears by the end of it..
and all i wanted to do was run across the sand and embrace the poor man from behind, not letting him go any further.. saving him from what he believed to be his fate..
after all... we all need saving sometimes...
Hope i was of some help Leslie =)
:) "Quoted Kenneth"
:)
"Quoted Kenneth"
hi Lesilie.. SmileyAri
hi Lesilie.. SmileyAri pretty much nailed it...
:)
thanks for ur interest in my writing.
cheers :)
"Quoted Kenneth"