lunes, 11 de enero de 2010


my father teachs me somethings about lovers
my mother give me some skills
my mother told me "they are liars"
now i can listen the voices in different armonies from the heaven
floating through the endless years
heaven knows
i am in love
i can feel the storm inside me
the blood in my nose and around me
call my name again
i want to go
next to you
next to you
'cause my mother taught me a song
about the love
about the rush
i want to live my life with you
spend the nights next to you
see your face and dry your tears
heart to heart
face to face

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