They swore eternal love one month of April
a thousand years ago
and although sometimes they dissimulate
the silence slowly destroys them
and loneliness is installed between the two
and in front of the mirror they ask themselves today
what could happen
And remember a coffee?
of a street in Madrid
rehearsing his first kiss in a corner
an endless hug
a sunset light
the tenderness of the first love
the white and gray memory
of a winter in New York
and a full moon over the sea.
They swore eternal love one month of April
a thousand years ago
and after so much time
the caresses and kisses were exhausted
and the flame of love wilted?
and that day they decided to divide
what was of the two.
I take me? flavor
of a night with you
I take me? the blue of your look
I take me? the light
of the best sunrise
I the heartbeat of your heart
I take me? your voice
I smell your skin
and the angel of your smile.
And remember a coffee?
of a street in Madrid
rehearsing his first kiss in a corner
an endless hug
a sunset light
the tenderness of the first love
the white and gray memory
of a winter in New York
and a full moon over the sea
Only among all we can make this a better place :)