Si pudiera elegir mi paisaje de cosas memorables, de otoño desolado, eligiría súbitas rosas, lluvia,
recuerdos, alguna muerte, un montón de estrellas y una caja de ilusiones...
lunes, 28 de abril de 2008
Confusing days
Confusing days
Full of memories
Full of laughs and some tears
Weird evening, weird eyes
I didn't even know my name
And you were away, far away
Confusing days
Full of thoughts
Full of hugs and some harms
Weird night, weird arms.
Confusing days
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