So many times, my love...
I walk thinking of you.
In the streets
i'm walking alone
trying to see you
in every face i look.
Is not you
again and again... And again.
Where are your beautiful eyes?
Where are your softly hands?
Where are your arms of an angel?
Where are you, my love,
When i walk
i walk
and you're not here?...
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1 comment:
eres muy linda gracias, para mi la vida es escribir y escrbir
mil besitos y mil gracias bella amiga
un abrazo y cuidate
besitos y cuidate
besos y sueños
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