De gritarle al viento
que te amo
y que no me importa
lo que piense la gente
que se vayan al diablo
las normas y las leyes
y se mueran de celos
los odiosos retrogrados!
Pero me cubro la boca
y me callo...
Despues de todo la heroina
no es tan valiente!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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Breathing
I seat in here and I look at the sky So perfectly draw by the Artist The contrasting colors that blends Over the crystalline waters In this...

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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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