Without you... Sin ti...
Without you ...
Without you ...
what about the morning
what about ... the life,
...
what about the heart,
what about the dawn
that will not know
your face full of love ...
Without you ...
what about my hands,
What about of my soul,
What about with all
what representing
be breathing
being alive ...
Without you ...
Where is the sense
where caresses,
where seeds
what of love germinate ...
Without you ...
would not be the nothing,
would be something dying
in where they do not fit
hopes
of waking up smiling
another morning ...
Without you ..
disappears the content ,
and the flight of my spirit
no longer have sky
no longer have port,
my boat of dreams ...
Without you ...
I am a lost sailboat
in that sea uncertain
where death
no longer have thoughts ...
Without you ...
how to prepare for set sail
without your feelings,
taking with me your absence
without finding the desired port ...
Without you ...
would not course
to where go
Authorship: Raquel Norma Smerkin RoitmanVer más
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