Horas que al fin son segundos,
horas contando el regreso,
horas que vuelan si escucho
tu nombre en mi pensamiento.

Horas con besos pendientes,
horas con planes secretos,
horas que llenan tu ausencia
de un futuro que es nuestro.

Horas que acortan la espera,
horas que escribo por ti,
horas sin darte…
pero soñando en vivir.

— LMML


HOURS THAT AWAIT YOU

Hours that are, in the end, just seconds,
hours counting down to your return,
hours that fly by when I hear
your name in my thoughts.

Hours with kisses yet to come,
hours with secret plans,
hours that fill your absence
with a future that is ours.

Hours that shorten the wait,
hours I write for you,
hours without giving you…
but dreaming of living.

— LMML

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