Maite Zaitut, Shanya

[Preciosa canción popular que el misterioso peregrino oyó a un pastor vasco "Ander Guisasola", el cual cantaba a una doncella manchega de nombre Ana; más conocida por: "la pecosa". El peregrino observa, parece aprender.
-Mägo de Oz]

I would like to be your skin in winter
So that iciness could never make you chill
I would like to be shining light in your path
As sun bright in the dark, sweet water in the sea
Be in your gate the closing lock
To desperate silence and tearful loneliness
Cause we are different bodies with a common aim
Let me be, my darling, be only for you.

And if I must break rusty chains that tie me
To a life without you, I’ll grind them into sand
And if I should move mountains that in my mind
Won’t let me see you, my love, I’ll make them shift
God be my witness that I will never leave
I will be your adviser, baby, but never your judge
Time taught me that love feeds on
Confidence, respect and lies on a mattress

 

Bueno, por lo que pude entender no está mal, lo que sí me parecería bueno que subieras tus poemas en español, así se aprecian con más precisión, de todas formas me gustó mucho, lo que pude entender

Saludos cordiales !