Song to fear
Lya Luft, in “Secreta mirada”, 1997.
That your silence, that voice
who mumbles briefly
at unlikely times,
this punishment for not reaching you
how big is this love beginner
that already invades me so much, and where does it take me?
In such a way
make me part of you
I don’t know but who I am, what I do,
which side do i turn to see you
at least from afar, the eyes of promise
and the hands that, barely touching mine,
conform my days.
- Lya Luft, in “Secreta mirada”, 1997.