I hid a great amount of love
immeasurable and indescribable,
of which not even I myself
imagined its magnitude.
That love was stored for a long time
for a long time in the deepest
and hidden chambers of my soul.
Today those hidden loves have surfaced,
they have come to the fore in the present of my life,
but when I look at the reality and describe those love affairs,
I realise that it is a sublime love,
tender, sincere, affectionate and overflowing with passion and joy.
I don't mind that at the end of my life,
in the twilight of my life, stealthy and stealthy love
and furtive love knocks again at my door,
and which I welcome with open arms.
Nor do I care that this love appeared
in the final stretch of my life, I didn't know that it was
saved only and exclusively for you.