Love
If you knew on which beach I have loved you
And on which star you hide invincible
Which accents of my voice you have heard
To where you sink into the impossible.
From my dream to your melodious dream
Like a clear wave that floods me,
The two of us crossed the deepest blue
Of the land and sea that envelop us,
And even further; the most tepid fountain
Of defining light, the harvested field
Of flower that now awaits us and, slowly,
We will make a solid empire of love.
Writer/s: Cintio Vitier, José María Vitier