jueves, 25 de febrero de 2010

Reality or Dreams


Let me speak of my dreams

that after the time hid

but you have become.


Let me speak of my dreams

that eventually lost

confused silence.


Sleep with eyes open

you might think I'm crazy

because I believe what i dream.


And if you want count them,

I wrote an open book

in the language of dreams.


What is wrong with pursuing dreams?

What's wrong with dreaming?.


Dream in color,

dream in verse,

stories with plot,

in songs that finally resolve.


Guitars float in the sky,

I see mountains on the roof,

for dreams are no secrets.


I believe in infinite dreams,

those with children,

to caress with the fingers.


I believe in dreams real

running without direction or owner,

and to which no one put a price.


Are dreams a reality or dreams?

Is it true reality or a dream?

Reality or dream?


What is wrong with pursuing dreams?

What's wrong with dreaming?

Are dreams a reality or dreams?

Is it true reality or a dream?

Reality or dream?


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espero que les guste este poema que traduci
la verdad es que he tenido muchas cosas que hacer

de echo tengo que hacer un protocolo,

asi que tratare de no abandonar tan rapido este espacio...



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