Nunca muere

Love does not create tears of blood,
they are created by the abandonment of the days
in which you walked the fields
of the illusion trapped in the arms
of emotional feelings.

Love inspires the sweet troubadour
creating the most beautiful songs
on the balcony of your meetings,
forgive the absence of your ears
does not let two lovers join.

Love never dies, it is present
in every corner of the soul of beings
alive fighting to caress him in all
the senses in which nature
form the idyllic reasons.

Love is divine inspiration,
why you want to compare it
with hate that is hell,
but the two go side by side
contrary in the sense.