Corazón en calma.

Viendo al sol broncearte

desearía ser solo

la brisa que te alivie

ese mar que te enloquece.

La dama, la bella dama

hasta al mar lo calla…

arrullando con susurros

la caracola canta

los cielos de colores llenos

dejan pasar la luz

y tu, solo descansas.

Momento de tranquilidad

donde se libera el alma.

Ella corre y corre

queriendo alcanzar un sueño

para mantener el corazón

en calma.

Cuando sea la hora

ese corazón

volver no querrá

latira por latir

sin romper los silencios

es que ya probó ser libre

enredada complementando

a otro… su sueño.

Watching the sun tan your skin

I wish I were only the breeze

that brings you relief

or the sea that drives you wild.

The lady—the beautiful lady— brings even the sea to silence… lulling it with whispers

while the seashell sings.

The skies, filled with color

let the light filter through

and you—you simply rest.

A moment of tranquility

where the soul is set free.

She runs, on and on

seeking to reach a dream

to keep her heart at peace.

When the time finally comes

that heart will not wish to return

it will beat for the sake of beating, without breaking the silence

for it has tasted what it means

to be free, entwined

completing another… its own dream.