VIII

“Déjalo fluir, no te dejes preocupar”

Me decía mientras me besaba

Pero mi mente no entendía

Y mi corazón cayó en sus redes

 

Cómo explicarle qué me pasa

Cómo decirle lo que siento

Si claro dijo al acariciar mis pelos

“Nada serio, nada serio”

 

¿Qué se supone que sea eso?

¿Acaso una extraña forma de zapatear candidatos?

¿Acaso temor profundo al compromiso?

¿Acaso un simple pasatiempos?

 

Entonces mi mente fue captando

Mis neuronas se movieron

Así, sinapsis a sinapsis

Mi cerebro se reajustó

 

Es difícil esconderlo

Más difícil no decirlo

Siento algo y quiero que sea más

“Nada serio, nada serio”

 

Pero mi mente seguía terca

“Tal vez sea sólo una prueba” me decía

Pero mi razón estaba lista

“Es una bomba de tiempo, espera”

 

Aún así decidí seguir

Llevando el juego, esperando más

Tengo miedo, no sé qué será

“Nada serio” esa es la única verdad

 

 

Note: I opted for the pronoun “they” in English because it expresses neutrality. In the original Spanish the reader can’t identify who the lover is (either a male or a female, this happens because the verb conjugation already includes this information for third person singular), so in order to make it feel like in the original, I have made use of the third person plural pronoun. 

English:

“Let it flow, don’t be worried “

They said as they kissed me

But my mind couldn’t understand

And my heart fell in their nets

 

How to explain what’s happening

How to describe what I feel

When they told  me clearly while caressing my hair

“Nothing serious, nothing serious”

 

What is that supposed to be?

Is it a strange way of getting rid of candidates?

Is it perhaps a deep fear of compromise?

Is it a mere hobby?

 

And so, my mind started to understand

My neurons moved

Thus, synapsis after synapsis

My brain got readjusted

 

It is hard to hide it

Even harder not to say it

I feel something and I want more

“Nothing serious, nothing serious”

 

But my mind was stubborn

“Maybe it is just a test,” it told me

But reason was ready

“It’s a timebomb, wait for it”

 

Even though I kept going

Playing along, waiting for more

I’m scared, I don’t know what it’ll be

“Nothing serious” that’s the only truth

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