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Primero que todo, escribo muy mal :S y segundo, no se por que solamente me "sale" escribir en ingles, teniendo en cuenta que mi ingles no es perfecto puede haber algunos errores. Estas son algunas cosas que escribi yo.
Esta la escribi sin pensar en nadie en especial, fue algo que me salio en un momento pero no esta dedicada a nadie.
what about me?
what about you?
what about that dream
we dreamt once?
we were one
but now we're alone
we were together
and now we're lost.
what about us?
and what about your life?
are you happy being alone?
or do you need someone else?
i need your love,
i miss you so much
but i know you don't.
and now i'm lost.
we were happy
but now i'm not.
you're gone...
gone...
what about us?
and what about your life?
are you happy being alone?
or do you need someone else?
we had a dream...
fucking dream...
Y la de ahora la escribi el otro dia, estaba muy mal... la verdad no me gusta para nada, pero igual quiero compartirla con ustedes.
I never thought that I could need you.
I never thought that I could love you.
I never thought that I could cry for you.
I never thought that I could die for you.
But life is a mistery, a very bog mistery.
When you don't expect something to happen,
it happens.
And you're not ready for something like this.
But.. is it our choise?
or love is something that we don't choose?
Good love, bad love?
No, it's just love.
Love,
Love can make us live the worst moments of our life
and can make us live the happiest moments that we can imagine.
It's love, the most strange feeling,
sometimes the most dangerous.
Love can kill, love can make us live.
And love, when you're not ready,
can knock your door.
When love knocked my door
i wasn't ready for something like this.
I wasn't reday for loving you.
I wasn't ready for suffering.
I wasn't reday, and now
I don't know what to do.
Now, when I know that I haven't got your love
I don't know how to go on.
Please, help me to go on.
Come back and help me to understand love.
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