Tiempo de Amor

Este tiempo de amor nunca termine. 
No lo empañe el olvido con su óxido; 
Debe quedar intacto hasta la muerte 
Lo que nació inmortal como el sonido. 

Este tiempo de luz alguien lo salve; 
Lo arranque alguien de ese precipicio 
Al que se aboca ya desde que alienta. 
Que alguien corte la amarra y aya suelto 
Del tiempo, a la deriva, hasta la playa donde 
No lo fulmine el rayo a pesar suyo, 
No lo desgaste el tiempo como a un día. 

-Luis Feria

***************Babelfish******************

This time of love never finishes.
The forgetfulness with its oxide does not dim;
It must be intact until the death
Which was born inmortal like the sound.

This time of light somebody saves it;
The starting somebody of that precipice
which already it is led since it encourages.
That anybody cut the loose mooring cable and aya
Of the time, to the drift, until the beach where
does not thunder against the ray to weigh his,
does not wear away the time like a a day.

*********Rick' attempt at a translation*********
Time of Love

This time of love never ends.
It does not tarnish the oblivion with its rust;
It must remain intact until death
Which was born immortal like the sound.

This time of light saves someone;
It drives one from the precipice
into the channel, led by its inspiration.
That anyone cut loose the mooring cable and governess
Of time, adrift, until the beach where
it does not strike down with the lightning of his sorrow,
nor wear away the time like a day.