Te vi pasar [English translation]

I saw you pass by... and once again time stopped.

It was that blush that changed my mood, left me lost for words.

Whilst I uncover your eyes, I close my own.

And with an imperfect sigh,

I think you are the perfection I aspire to.

And I even become delirious.

And I lose control every time you appear and come close...

Though never enough to notice how you smell and your taste.

Your taste is the greatest utopia,

I daydream thinking that some day I could

Win you with my poetry.

I haven't even seen you smile.

I'd think up a play with gold curtains.

I haven't even heard you speak,

How much I'd give...for a mere whisper.

Poor fool...dreamer that goes out of his way dreaming,

That silently cries out for you to turn around,

To look at me and know that here I am

Like an eternal after;

Waiting for a sign from you to throw myself at your feet.

And it's just that when I see you pass by, the sweetness on my palate tells me that you're going to stop...but I end up swallowing bitterness,

When nonetheless you carry on and go past me.

I saw you pass by... I saw you pass by... I saw you pass by... I saw you pass by.

I want to know what you dream of. what excites you,

What torments you, what irritates you, what life gives you,

I want to know what it takes away from you.

How is it possible that so much crying leaves my pillow dry?

How is it possible to love so much without knowing hardly anything about you?

How is it possible that I forgot to think in order to just feel?

How is it possible that something as beautiful as you can exist?

And meanwhile I follow you blindly; I know that your light nourishes me,

That your mere presence is a mix of absence and mint,

That remembering you makes me an origami wizard;

Trying to define how you light up,

How you blur the rest of the galaxy and anaesthetise it.

And it's just you here...you...elegant and distant,

Without being conscious of having reawakened every corner of my mind...

You...walking around indifferent,

Making people become

Like inert statues before the life that radiates from you

And it's just that you've never been mine1 and if you're not here I miss you.

It's this blessed venom,

This madness that I possess, it makes me want to be good,

I'd be more so between your breasts, impossible as heaven,

Unreachable as the past,

Faraway as death when I dream of you by my side...

I saw you pass by... I saw you pass by... I saw you pass by... I saw you pass by.

1. lit. I've never had you