Fugitiva [English translation]

An oath that was a fleeting promise

A gaze that was a lie

A landscape that was like a brushstroke

That gave the afternoon a sense of silky trasparency

Juice from roses that God watered on your trails

Divine lips that I kissed

This is what remained of the afternoon when you gave me your oath (of true love):

The fleeting sensation of a kiss that cannot return

The fugitive sensation of a long kiss that flees

The fleeting sensation of a long kiss that escaped me

Juice from roses that God spilled on your trails

Divine lips that I kissed

The fugitive sensation of a long kiss that flees

The fleeting sensation of a long kiss that escaped me

• Artist:Agustín Lara