Friend (Poem)



By: Rico Malvaez

Hey!  Friend!, Remember the wine?

The Boulevard was running toward the river?,

The nights that seemed made

To fly to heaven and have adventures

From a silver cup filled with wine.

The river has dried, the Boulevard, …

Is empty and your glass is lost

In a night full of cold.

My friend fell asleep and left me alone on the road,

Singing 100 years the plight of Macondo

And the cold poem of at lonely brother.

I’m not  longer shout: – “Where are you!” –

Well is that looking at the sky I find you

And you smile like the angel you are,

And the consolation of sadness

you don’t vanish.

The Bohemian has left me alone,

Well they lost the sense of following drinking in the night ,

And  singing at dawn in a car

And drinking liquor with you.

There is a beautiful winged angel, happy travels by your side

And that leads to a new river, to keep you browsing

And … I’m here, remember you, my brother,

Happy and thinking, with your eternal image

I  write a song:

“If you went on a cold evening star,

Today you’ll  will be constellation “.

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