Someone to love,
somebody new.
Someone to love:
someone like you.
somebody new.
Someone to love:
someone like you.
Love, love me do:
you know, I love you.
I'll always be true,
so, please, love me do.
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe.
they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe.
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box,
they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.
they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.
domenica 26 aprile 2009
venerdì 17 aprile 2009
Quindici.
Pedro Salinas.
No te veo. Bien séque estás aquí, detrás
de una frágil pared
de ladrillos y cal, bien al alcance
de mi voz, si llamara.
Pero no llamaré.
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