Esta Noche

Tonight

I will be the bride

Of the cherry blossoms of College Walk.

I will whirl to the chorus

Of the spring sparrows’ song.

Tonight

I will shoot an arrow in the dark.

I will give it a try

The nineteen eighties’ Modern Talk

“Love is ecstasy” and such stuff.

Tonight

I will crown myself with a garland of blossoms.

I will wear nothing but my shoes of fire.

I will walk on the edge of the night

Between remorse and flight.

Tonight

I will make you drunk

With my lips of Chilean Shiraz.

I will recite Neruda

Till the morning approaches;

“Es bueno, amor, sentir te cerca de mi, en la noche.”

Tonight

I will sleep surrounded by your arms

Like an island in the sea.

I will promise you by las estrellas y la luna

“Seras otra que vivira, manana.”

You and me.