Deslizas otra vez [English translation]

Wounded, you count

the things that haven't gone your way,

always and only fearing to look worse

than what you truly know how to be.

Precise calculations

that remind you of the glances you've avoided

and the many words you haven't pronounced

out of fear of risking and failing at it.

The house, the entire day,

the journey you've travelled

to feel more certain and closer to yourself,

but no, it won't suffice.

All lives slip by

as if they were the cold mornings when you wrap yourself

against your shame.

You slip by again

as if

you didn't wait for anything but surprising all those absent

and distracted faces that don't understand your silence.

There's a world of attempts behind the transparent eyes

that you will close.

You feel again the tip of

the courage you lack

and that lowers your eyes in a second

and makes your reasons invisible.

You count again

the days that you knew they couldn't wait for you.

You shut many doors you can no longer open,

and you can no longer hug what you no longer have.

Your house, your clothes, the party

and your long-gone smile that returned later

only for loving yourself a bit

and loving yourself a bit longer.

All lives slip by

as if they were the cold mornings when you wrap yourself

against your shame.

You slip by again

as if

you didn't wait for anything but surprising all those absent

and distracted faces that don't understand your silence.

There's a world of attempts behind the transparent eyes

that you will close.

And you no longer want mistakes

but you want to live more

because those who do not live leave

the trace of their greatest mistake.

All lives slip by

as if they were the cold mornings when you wrap yourself

against your shame.

You slip by again

as if

you didn't wait for anything but surprising all those absent

and distracted faces that don't understand your silence.

There's a world of attempts behind the transparent eyes

that you will close.

That I will close.

That you close.