El elejido
El que me llevara
De la mano por la vida
Y Caminara a mi lado
En lo bueno y en lo malo
Mi complice
Mi amigo
Mi lider
Mi maestro...
Si fueras tu...
Pero lo dudo...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Saturday, June 8, 2019
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Como dijo aquella poeta...
Todo cambia...hasta una misma...
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Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
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To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
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Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...
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