BaLaDa DeL ReFlEjO

Who knows why certain songs touch your soul so deeply, this one is my favourite one and I still don’t know the reason…there must be something I still have to find out.
This is the second time I post the song, there may be others….
I translated it but I think I spoiled part of the magic this singer has in his words.
His name is Fernando Delgadillo, a Mexican singer, and I love all his songs (and I find him cute too…another mystery to solve)

I dwell inside the mirror where will halt the time
all the ones who compose themselves and pose for it

Immersed in my work I clean the other side
And this, my best cloth, what shines it can make!
From a pale old gold to a whip of sun,
from an average dull to the subsequent cloudy,
to play on my own way like a bee
in the garden of the moon of my never-ending mirror

I keep in an enchanted room my main window
to a world that nobody comes to touch.
Country of illusions, the dreams and the perhaps
kingdoms that no longer we are eager to name.

I know about the substances with which dreams that will always be are made and I know the words that will make you awake.
I know to go back over my steps after what is gone
or to fly there where I will never see

Moon of my sad nights,
moon of my vanity,
moon of my life of intimate clarity.
Gadget of the perhaps, mirror of my heart
you taught me to see from your prison

I dwell inside the mirror where will halt the time
all the ones who compose themselves and pose for it

I know about my job of playing with the time
And this, my best cloth, what shines it can make!

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