*Ángel*

There are party bells in my heart 

When knowing a celestial angel 

That with their shine and love 

Illuminates my heart. 

When I think of you,  

I think of the fondness of your soul. 

In the sweetness of your look 

In the illusion knowing you.

When I dream of you 

I dream of being in dawn 

In the perfect moment  

In the minute that offered me 

The heat and the passion

Your angel look 

That makes sleepy and tenderizes 

That it is as the song of a nightingale. 

The light that irradiate your eyes 

It wraps and it tenderizes 

It falls in love and it rouses 

To my heart.

I know that

I listen in each awakening 

To a nightingale 

And those nightingales are you.