Poli (en inglés)

Poli
I remember Poli
was my ideal girl
a sweet white pearl Mexican
which I loved
but I could never have
not tell everything he wrote
in the deep sea
satellites
floating through the universe in search of signal

signs of life
electroradiograma constellation in love
Flashes of thousand light years
This is the story of an old song
The first time
Poli remember climbing the ladder
that goes up to the stars of a flag
fugitive stormy days
I cross the border dream of your legs
crossing a road hare
I'll even brave ears tremble
when I say boy again when you want
I read you finally podre
what you wrote at the bottom of the sea
satellites
floating through the universe in search of signal
signs of life when death was asleep
wanted a planet for you but not wise
we were stars, burning in the great highway
taxis stopped to see the knees
astros we were burning in the Gran Via
stood taxis
this is the story of an old song
the first time the ...