All about you, feels like un pacto, like a broken promise I forgot once, as if we were playing to police and thieves, evading looks [me], trying to be bulletproof cause everytime you looked I felt like being shot...
Inked and in love, la maldita resaca que me envolvió por ese amor, intensa y casi permanente, del renacer de un fénix, del odio y el rencor, de las heridas abiertas y la sal en ellas, la revuelta de los miserables, eso que me caracterizaba y perder el orgullo al no quererlo, sin embargo me fui de ti, me fui hasta abajo tocando fondo y hablando con el padre y tomando nota de sus consejos poco moralistas, poco cohibidos, mencionando que the illusion I had was nothing but a lie, I kept wondering qué pasó, por qué llegó y cómo, and I pray, I try to keep you here, trying not to let go, I can't explain the amazing feeling I have when you're around, anywhere, so peaceful and calm... So calm that I almost feel I'm living a lie, you can't be real, how come I dream on and on with you, with your voice and your hugs, your eyes... You're so addictive.
I don't want you to keep my picture, not that one I first gave somehow, more like a bad impression than what I really wanted, those sweet dreams I want you to have with me, no matter if love sucks, dreams like those I have with esos ojos, claritos y hermosos en oposición al sol, momentos tan poco lúcidos y plácidos que a veces me hacen sentir idiota, no de mala manera sino en paz conmigo misma y sintiéndome yo, sintiéndome enganchada a ti porque encontré confianza que no esperaba, encontré tanto en alguien como tú, que resulta ser hasta el momento the only exception, I can't explain it, no, I won't let you know it's you even tho I already said it, I had no intentions of jumping al vacio, sin embargo fui débil y vulnerable, cómo lo odio, y bueno, no pude evitarlo ya, the shyness flew away, fue un placer y lo es tan cerquita y tan lejos a la vez, pero sintiéndote de alguna manera all mine, advices, happiness, laughs and weird awesome moments...
I want you, the thing is I'm not sure if I can actually have you, you can't tell me and he's around, the feeling I have that he's constantly being a bitch to you, that he's constantly harming you... I want that to change but oh well, I don't know what can I do, what makes it better, is the satisfaction that al final todos se van dejando huellas, y dejando una experiencia importante para continuar. Te doy una canción, te doy muchas canciones, como acá.
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