the branches ( o las ramas que no me dejaban ver la luna)

There was the moon
frozen liquid over grass and the wind
some people were cold
the night was young and some people
later just a bit later
the moon again and the road
then the distant bit from a club
I do remember the song
I do remember the time

There was the branches
the sound of a small river still running
slow but running consciously
over the cold fields that protect the empty roads
filled with worried people
driving away on the roads they built
to run away when necessary
I do remember their name
I do remember their fear

There was the moon and the branches taking over
right before my eyes
then the wind and the road
a distant river of cold water
running over warm fields
slow but consciously running
later just a bit later
the sound of a small club
the night was young
filled with worried people.
by The Shortfellow
18/01/13