voluptuous soul
Machine translation from the original, not yet reviewed by the author.
Original in Spanish
Young soulswelling with vigor and with lifehave you seen your own splendorreflected in the jet-black mirror of my eyes?
If you have seen ittell meare you not ashamed to parade your beautyamong the poor devils of this shabby hell?
Why do you not take pity on my plain heart?
Your contour is too exquisiteto suffer in silence the passion it stirs in me
Tell medo you expect me to livewithout praising the beauty of your bodywithout extolling the elegance of your stepswithout exalting the freshness of your smilethe narrowness of your waistthe proud lift of your breaststhe light of your eyes?
You are a gift from GodVoluptuous Soul
Be merciful to mego away from me foreverlose yourself beyond my sightor give yourself at once into my arms!
Oh! Fool that I am!My words confuse
Do not think I am unaware of the true wealth there is in youbeyond your bodyin your heartin your mindin your spirit
A woman’s true treasure is not her bodybut the love of her heart