Madreselva
Veo nacer madreselva que estalla en los labios
La savia dulce y gris es como el licor de su cintura
Oh trépame, asómate a mí, anidaremos en tus ramas
Oh madreselva: haz de mi herida un invierno floral
Desde mis pulmones hasta algún lugar de mis entrañas masticaré mi dolor
Y si vence el puñal (se hunde en la carne) esbelta es la herida
Que las flores me coronen
La savia dulce y gris es como el licor de su cintura
Oh trépame, asómate a mí, anidaremos en tus ramas
Oh madreselva: haz de mi herida un invierno floral
Desde mis pulmones hasta algún lugar de mis entrañas masticaré mi dolor
Y si vence el puñal (se hunde en la carne) esbelta es la herida
Que las flores me coronen
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Writer(s): Carlos Maria Villalba
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