If the breeze
Brings to your memorie
The sweet smell of me
And the sound of the night
Sneaks into your dreams
murmuring on your ear
The glorious rythm of my name...
Tell me if for a chance
I occupy a minuscule space
On the vast dimension
Of your guarded heart!
A Second Chance
365 days we go, Round and around The brighten sun And we end at the exact Same point we were In the past year... But the canvas Is once ag...
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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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