7 de septiembre (en inglés)

7 de septiembre
Is Lie that after all this time
broken our ties
continue to maintain the illusion
on our anniversary.
The same table
we have seen tie
hands under
who cares if the corner
remain reserved.
And although the story is over
There is something alive in that love
that while engaged in blowing
there are flames or sea.
May flowers
gradually transferred
the crow's feet
and we look with eyes
if it is something.
Seven of September
is our anniversary
and we will not know if vesarnos
on the face or lips.
And although the story is over
There is something alive in that love
that while engaged in blowing
there are flames or sea.
Seven of September
is our anniversary.