Cloud Nest | Nidal de nubes. Poema [Eng/Esp]

Lonely cloud you walk over the earth,
dressed in white clothing,
you perch on the mountains,
you travel to your older brother
the wind takes you,
in your rumor they are heard melodious,
all the songs of the water,
you dress with all the waterfalls,
your fragrance is like freshly fallen drizzle,
I keep stepping on the wet ground,
I do it without rest,
crossing lush forests and jungles,
swamps and marshes,
nothing stops me,
I look at you with eyes of astonishment,
you caress the breeze with mother-of-pearl fingers,
you are reality that overflows dreams,
a longing for new adventures,
accompanied by a firmament of shooting stars,
until exhausted at dawn I arrive at your hollow,
to contemplate your white plain,
your nest of clouds.