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Me vuelvo a despertar. En la gran vía de la ciudad, contigo. Me voy a levantar. A hervir el agua para el té. . Para desayunar. Nada mejor que el buen café de tus ojos.
Te necesité y no estabas. Te escondiste de mi. No quiero ver, no quiero saber nada de ti. Va de luto el amor. Va de prisa el despecho, hay bazar de pasión.
Vives una doble vida sin sospechas. Vives provocando a la curiosidad. Andas por ahí con un tatuaje en la cintura. Y un swing que hipnotiza al verte andar.
Era una noche azul. Porte de arrogante, elegante y combinándome en licor, otra ronda más. Dos martinis y pa'l cielo. . De madrugada fui, 3AM. Un bouquet de rosas regado en la habitación.
A esta edad le llamo lunes 26. Solo quiero despertarme allá en París. Y escaparme en una vespa azul. Tomarme un buen trago en el bistro. Y escuchar algunos clásicos al ritmo de....
Abordaba un tren hacia Madrid. Nos sentamos de frente. Buscaba excusas para hablarte. Lanzamos cartas y entre el arte y mis canciones viejas. . Me dijiste adiós con doble beso.
Llueve insomnio. Me moja de culpa, despiertan las penas. Es convulsión de ideas. Enfermedad de madrugada. . Juro que la noche sabe a medio día. Cuando inconcluso esta un viejo asunto.
It's always an answer that nobody questions. Some gave out a long time ago. It's only performance and not dress rehearsal. The hipsters and trash trucks and I should know.
In winter, when the air gets cold - and breathing causes white ghosts to appear. - they light up the city with christmas trees, and strings that hang across the.
I wish you could put your ear up to my heart. . And hear how much I love you. . I still dream of December. . Dancing together with rings on our fingers.
How will I drink from that stream. . How will my heart sing your praise. . How will I lay down in green grass fields. . When my soul is so afraid to. .
How will I drink from that stream. How will my heart sing your praise. How will I lay down in green grass fields. When my soul is so afraid to. . Rejoice..
Time doesn't always heal: it just breathes and swallows memories like the. seasons change - sending showers; beating flowers into the mud. and nothing is.
There are blue skies in my dreams. And laughter that seems undending. There are green grass fields there. And happiness and hope for tomorrow. . My cup is full and my heart.
It's been so long since I've been by myself. And I need this more than you will ever know. People like you and me never felt the breeze. People like you and me will never know the easy way.
i remember little town and the big gray house. with the burgundy door the lawn shaped like a boot. and the boy who liked pretending that the island in the middle was a shore.