Flor Del Desierto (Flower of the Desert) A Bilingual poem (Spanish, English)

This poem is the first I have ever written in my second language, Spanish, which I speak fluently and am still constantly learning how to write in better. Those who speak Spanish are welcome to correct my grammar, etc, if you see a mistake.

Today this poem wrote itself in Spanish while I was at work, and now that I've worked at my bad Spanish grammar a bit, here it is with the translation(It loses a little in translation as most things do, so unfortunately my Spanish speaking friends are more inclined to enjoy this):

Dejame (Flor Del Desierto)


Dejas tu corazon sea
Como una flor del desierto
Asi va a tener uso, los rios y lagos
De mis lagrimas y sentimientos tristes
Asi son las aguas que quitan sed
Sobrevivir tu pobre flor por muchas centurias.

Dejas tu recuerdos de mi no mi pones
Encima de ti, mas alto del cielo
Tu mi tratas como una rosa bellisima
Pero soy un espina que te corta
No sangrias por una mujer que no puedes
Ver tu bella amor por lo mas lindo como eres

Dejas que, si pasar in la calle, no hablas ni un palabra mas
Porque si mi amas, mi intiendes
Sabes que nunca puedo sentir el calor del sol en mi cara
Con tu tristes palabras en frente a mi como un nebula gris y lleno
Yo no soy hecho para ti, por favor in fin crees in eso.

Dejas que tu mente cambiaste
Pero nunca cambias de tu modo
Eres uno de los santos
Siempre en estas ojos mio
Eres un sueno
Unfortunatamente  no eres el sueno mio.
El sueno mio fue el.

Dejame, hombre.
Nada mas.
Dejame
Con Paz.

In English:


Let Me Be (Flower Of The Desert)


Let your heart be
Like a flower of the desert
In this way they will be useful, the rivers and lakes
Of my tears and sad feelings
In this way they will be the water that slakes your thirst
And your poor flower, it will live for centuries.

Let your memories of me not put me
Above you, higher than the heavens
You treat me like the most beautiful rose
But I am the thorn that cuts you
Don't shed blood for a woman who cannot
See your beautiful love for the most precious as it is.

Let it be that if we pass in the street, we speak not even one word more,
Because if you love me, understand me
You know that I can never feel the heat of the sun on my face
With your sad words in front of my face like a full gray cloud
I was not made for you. Finally believe this, please.

Let your frame of mind change
But don't ever change your ways
You are one of the saints, forever
In these eyes of mine
You are a dream
Unfortunately not my dream
My dream is Him.

Leave me be, man
Nothing more.
Leave me be
With peace.

Author's Note

Sorry to those who only speak English, but this loses a little flow in translation. The Spanish version is much better, in my opinion.

Reviews

[Baby Boy]

Wow! This is a very deep poem gurl, and it catches the reader's ears right from the start! I don't speak spanish, I speak a little french, but the English version was perfect in my eyes! :) Very touching and thoughtg provoking write you have here sweetie! I loved it! One luv gurl!

-JC-

[Clarisse Nanoit]

Very great. I don't speak Spanish either, but I feel even the English version is amazing. Best of luck to you in the contest, and thanks SO much for entering this piece!!
KH

[poddar kushal]

i wish i knew spanish! the english one is so fluent with words!