Trujillo Gabriela

Rookie (1 October 1984)

She Doesn'T Sing On Summer - Poem by Trujillo Gabriela

It’s a long way from home to the shore,
But there she stands alone and waits for you;
Every winter, to a child full of hope,
You bring the gift that makes her dreams come true.

Is it ‘cause of your eyes?
Is it your friendly face?
Is it ‘cause of your laughter
Or the strength of your embrace?
What is it that is in you?
For which she waits so long
What is it that stays with her?
All the while she is alone.

I remember the days
When she was free from you,
Happy moments of summer
When sun was all we knew,
In the flickering instant
When both of your eyes met,
I knew those days were over,
I should start to forget.

But who could have the heart
To forget all that love,
Our innocent adventures,
Our fantasies, our hopes.
I believe we were children
Until you crossed our path,
Then you made her a woman,
And she never looked back.

What is left but abundant
Unfulfilled emptiness?
A summer without music,
And a heart that laments,
A figure in the distance,
Which I don’t recognize
A tear that dries my face,
A fearful muted cry.



I have seen her run by me to the shore
With her eyes red as the autumn leaves
I know she has been crying in your arms,
Because you go away, because you leave.

Was it ‘cause of your body?
Was it your perfect smile?
Was it ‘cause you seemed dangerous?
A new adventure to try,
What is it that is in you?
For which she gave her way,
What took over her soul?
And put her mind astray.

It was a different summer
The first that you weren’t here,
Without her tender lover
There was no song to hear;
No laughs to fill the nights
But silent loneliness,
No lullabies of kisses,
No sleeping and no rest.

I watched her in despair
As she tore away time
Out of a calendar,
All you had left behind,
Days flew out of her window,
Icarus to the sun;
They tried to sore on high,
But never lasted long.

She used to watch the sun rise from the shore,
And wander with her big and curious eyes
For a sign that our friendship would go on
Without saddening farewells or goodbyes.

Is it ‘cause I looked down?
I didn’t put a fight,
Is it ‘cause you were brighter?
And shadowed my light,
And is it cause of you
That she released my hand,
To be carried away
To your magical land?

I found her at the beach,
Breathing in sighs for you,
She faded in the mist,
I remember that too;
Her body had no spirit,
And her voice had no song,
The wind had stop to see it,
The summer had no sun.

I closed my eyes in sadness,
Her pain was much to bear,
A ghost she was without you,
Me, a ghost without her.
I had to stay and see
Her whole life waste away,
And I felt my heart breaking
For the sentence she paid.

When I saw her run by me to the shore,
With both her arms as sails open and wide,
I knew that you were back and summer gone,
And a new spring was gleaming in her eyes.

Is it cause of that kiss?
Which took her to the stars,
Is it cause of your gifts?
Bribes to end any wars,
Was she blinded by love?
Or was she just consumed
By a passion and lust
That only enslaves and burns.

Songs filled my ears with music,
A melody sublime,
Because her heart was happy,
No happiness could hide;
It was an ugly feeling
To be jealous of her,
But indeed I was jealous,
Because I wasn’t there.

Was the voice of an angel,
Pure and soft as a psalm,
But to me were just echoes
Of a sea storm in calm;
Pretty soon would be summer,
Sadness would reign again,
And her tears in the distance
Will fall down with the rain.

There was no greater beauty at the shore,
Nor golden sand, nor endless sea, nor sky,
But just the girl I used to love before,
Now walking down the beach with you at her side.

Is going to last forever?
Are you leaving again?
Is it worth it to love him
For a lifetime of pain?
Is there a way to help her?
Is there way to go back?
To retrieved the great present
That we had in the past.

Where, oh where are you going
With the treasure you stole?
Why, oh why do you leave me
With a hole in my soul?
It’s not enough to have
The entire world at your feet,
But you had to take mine
And sink it in the sea.

I should go on without her,
I should just go away;
May be she doesn’t miss me
Because I always stay.
As I look through my window,
You with him by the shore,
Strike my heart with fury
What are you waiting for?
No remedy can cure me,
My soul in drown in sorrow,
Only your songs of summer
Could bring suns for tomorrow.

Now I don’t hear your music at the shore,
He’s gone, and it seems you have gone as well,
Following the sounds of distant songs,
And the story of happiness they tell.


Are you calling for me?
Are you missing me now?
When you are trapped in the reed
And no one pulls you out?
You never thought you lived
And ephemeral spring;
Now sing with all your might
There’s no one there to hear.

We were friends, we were children,
We were happy and free,
I had a voice with you,
You had a soul with me.
You replaced me with something
That I knew wouldn’t last
But your heart didn’t listen;
It was within love’s clasp.

You gave me a final glance,
I looked back in dismay,
I didn’t recognized
The expression on your face;
You seemed ready to leave me,
But I know a tear did fall;
It is a scary thing
To part with all you’ve known.

Now days there’s no one waiting at the shore,
And no one looking from a distant place,
As distant as the past from where she looked,
To see herself in love, and see love’s face.

I saw a lady getting in a ship,
I saw a man there waving with a smile,
I saw them come together at the prow,
I thought things could be perfect for a while.
I dreamt of many new and happy days,
I wouldn’t waste a minute by his side;
My innocence is gone, but he would stay;
I’ll sing until the next summer comes by.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011


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