Fe de erratas

¿Recuerdas lo que decías?. Le cantarías una canción, contar historias, dar mimos y brincos.

No esta vez. La vida me ha sorprendido, me ha enseñado, me ha tomado por el cabello y me ha arrodillado, me ha mostrado el rostro de la humildad y ahora puede reflejarse en mi espejo con un poco de lástima.

Me he equivocado y pongo en riesgo la existencia a cada paso. La carretera se mueve; perder el control.

Es mi Gmar

Ich nur mit meinen Gedanken flirten
Je viens de flirter avec mes pensées
Sólo coqueteo con mis pensamientos
I just flirt with my thougths
Eu apenas flertar com os meus pensamentos
Am flirta doar cu gândurile mele

Carthage, Tunis, Airport. Arrivées

I have thought about let you go out. Keep a side, try to forget. How can I? All feeling, every memory, most of my time. Sun is shining, this yellow mood, brings the smell of yesterday.

I remember when we did not know about touch and caress. Was a magical moment, all our moments. You watched me, walked, you signed the exit for me, I did not know the right direction, you keep walking and looking at me.

"Same eyes" That´s all I could say that second, so serious and quiet moment, back to life, born again, start all over, the first breath.

Capucin, s´il vous plait. Capucin au Carthage.