Tu voz, siempre fue tu voz
que callaba todas mis palabras
Suave, ronca, profunda
Te gustaba mirarme de lejos
Mientras yo hacía que no lo notaba
Tu aroma cítrico y a madera
Nuestras largas conversaciones
Y las invitaciones a tomar té
Porque sabías que el mar, el sol y el café
me hacen daño.
Your voice, it was always your voice that silenced all my words Soft, hoarse, deep you liked to look at me from afar While I did not notice Your citrus and wood aroma Our long conversations And invitations to tea Because you knew that the sea, the sun and the coffee they hurt me.
Los dos en medio de esa lucha de seguir amigos o tener la valentía de decirlo.
Yo callaba por ese miedo a perderte.
Te fuiste de viaje durante muchos días
Llenandote de fotos y paisajes
No parabas de escribirme, hasta que un día
Sucedió, y me dijiste lo que sentías.
En medio de esa pasión que te abrumaba
Todas tus palabras eran poesia.
Debo confesar que ese momento fue el más feliz y triste de mi vida, porque tarde o temprano sabía que te perdería, yo representaba mucha libertad, una que tú jamás tendrías.
Both of them in the middle of that fight to stay friends or have the courage to say it. I was silent because of that fear of losing you. You went on a trip for many days Filling you with photos and landscapes You didn't stop writing to me, until one day It happened, and you told me how you felt. In the midst of that passion that overwhelmed you All your words were poetry. I must confess that that moment was the happiest and saddest of my life, because sooner or later I knew I would lose you, I represented a lot of freedom, one that you would never have.
Hola queridos Hivers, espero hoy tengan un día maravilloso y lleno de buena vibra. Hoy comparto con ustedes la continuación de lo que publique ayer.
La musa , muchas veces me toma fuerte y no me suelta, estos días los recuerdos se han hecho música y poesía.
Les regalo un tema muy especial para mí .
"Fly me to the moon" que representa la sencillez, pureza, y alegría del amor en sus primeros pasos por tu vida.
Cuando aún no llega la agonía de la perdida.
Hello dear Hivers, I hope today you have a wonderful day full of good vibes. Today I share with you the continuation of what I published yesterday. The muse, many times takes me strong and does not let go, these days the memories have become music and poetry. I give you a very special theme for me. "Fly me to the moon" that represents the simplicity, purity, and joy of love in its first steps in your life. When the agony of loss has not yet arrived.
letra/lyrics
"Fly me to the moon" (Bart Howard)
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like on
A-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me
Fill my heart with song and let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
Fill my heart with song
Let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for, all I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words
In other words
I love you
PD: Las fotos y videos son de mi propiedad y pertenecen a mi galería personal.
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