Some days ago, when I was ill, I called you, even if I know that you're so so far away, overseas, mountains and Great Walks. I called you because I needed you beside to me.
I got better even if you didn't come. Althought some days after, it was yesterday, I dreamed on you. I felt you, I felt your arms, I felt your kisses... then dreaming you, you desapeared, I waited for you but you didn't come back. Finally I woke up, I had no voice, I still haven't voice, during all this day I just could whisper.
Maybe,
Maybe I was calling you while I was sleeping,
since you're not on my dream I have not my voice any more.
I miss you. Time goes, nothing really has changed.
I got better even if you didn't come. Althought some days after, it was yesterday, I dreamed on you. I felt you, I felt your arms, I felt your kisses... then dreaming you, you desapeared, I waited for you but you didn't come back. Finally I woke up, I had no voice, I still haven't voice, during all this day I just could whisper.
Maybe,
Maybe I was calling you while I was sleeping,
since you're not on my dream I have not my voice any more.
I miss you. Time goes, nothing really has changed.
Mi inglés no es bueno, pero lo he intentao. Sigo sin voz, ni idea tengo de lo que he hecho con ella, ni idea tengo de lo que haré sin ella.
7 comentarios:
A mí me parece muy romántico...estás como La Sirenita!! jajaja
jajaja sí pero la sirenita acaba mal!
Yo misma.
q va a acabar mal?? acaba con el Príncipe!!
la de verdad no
se convierte en espuma de mar
o, no
dios le da alma y va al cielo
depende de la version
So Pretty.
sí Asmodeo, falta your special pronunciation ha ha
como cuando dices
"you will come to the plate little bean" ha haha
From lost to the river, talking in silver.
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