"Three Hours , Tango"

                                                              "Three hours"

                                                                                 (tango)

Three hours ... only three.

  the past, you will have,

then you will lose your love. 

Three drops of rain,



of the last storm ...

You'll see them fall due,

  on the edge of your past ....

You see the sun rise,

  but she ... not be.

A trap destination.

  that pushes you to forget ...

  A minute and a prelude

  and she will never ... ever ...


Not wanting to arouse,

  it is not going to call,

  will keep silent ...

As needles,

  a clock still ...

  that it will not move back ... ..

Three goodbyes ... and a game,

  and it all ended ...

As the gentle night

  dies at the first light ...


You will never understand the reason.

  and have loved her so much ...

Tears will fill a lake,

  where you can browse,

  the absence that hurts,

  the savvy of a hope,

  and pain to forget ...

What you can not remedy.

  for refusing to accept,

  will turn in fear ...


In the dark background,

  of a road inhospitable

  the void of sleep of the just

  only that, will between them,

An infamous epilogue

  for having loved so much ...




Who treats you, talking,

  never know ...

The enigma watch it grow,

  in your cruel despair ...

Do not try to investigate,

  the unexplained,

Do not begin to pray,

  if there will be ... back.


There are only three hours ... ..

  for her, definitely,

  you go ...

Only a faint image of that woman,

  you treasure ... in your head.

You'll never understand,

  this is just a guideline,

  of the oscillating unreason ...

A vile song ... incoherent ...

Of the ultimate truth ...






                                                                             Daniel H Guasti
                                                                              pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar