¿Can an angel be eternal?

I asked to a  star:

¿Can an angel be eternal?The star smiles, kisses me and answer,

My child, an angel is eternal

while in your heart

give her home to live,

space to preserve the memories,

a smile, a tear and a desire

to appear in your dreams forever.




My star, ¡my angel will live forever!

In my dreams she is always,

my heart has a lot of space,

to fill it with so many memories,

I do not want to forget, her hands,

her warm smile, her hugs, her words,

but I fear the passage of time,

memories gradually fade away ...



My child do not fear, "said the star-

time can not erase

The great love that you have for her,

¡No doubt most, an Angel is eternal!

¿Un Ángel es eterno?

A una estrella, le pregunté:

¿Un Ángel es eterno?

La estrella me sonríe, me  besa y  contesta,

Niña mía, un Ángel es eterno,

mientras en tu corazón

le des el hogar necesario para vivir,

 espacio para conservar los recuerdos,

una sonrisa, una lágrima y el deseo

de aparecer por siempre en tus sueños.

Estrella mía, ¡mi Ángel es eterno!

En mis sueños siempre está,

 mi corazón alberga mucho espacio,

para llenarlo con tantos recuerdos,

no quiero olvidar, el calor de sus manos,

su cálida risa, sus abrazos, sus palabras,

 pero temo al paso del tiempo,

 los recuerdos se esfuman poco a poco...

Niña mía no temas, -contestó la estrella-

el tiempo no puede borrar

El amor tan grande que tienes,

No dudes mas, ¡un Ángel es eterno!

¿Do you love me?

As every night, my mother in her black dress,comes to my room and kiss me, I ask her: Mom, ¿do you love me?, she answer me: ¡Baby I love you, beyond the moon, sun and stars!, she embraces me lovingly and lulls me with her song.
 
One night, when I was asleep, my father comes to the room where we were, and told her: Estela, you have to accept that our daughter, doesn't lives anymore!, he embraced, rinsed her tears and closed the door.

The next night I waited for her, and next night... and  next night ... but she never returned.

Today, I sing alone and before I sleep, I ask to the night: ¿do you love me?, silence is heard ... I never get an answer.