martes, 24 de agosto de 2010

WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT

Im not sure if it is a memory or a dream
Im not sure if it is a tear or a kiss
I have neither much to think nor much to say
because it was nothing, however it is everything.
I dont want neither to wake up nor to keep sleeping
I want to live this instant and to feel this moment
real or not, I want to live for this moment and remind you in this way
because I want to live, to feel and to die without forgetting you.
Im not able to wake, Im doing good in this way
I want to sleep in your arms and to live in your dreams,
Im not able to wake, Im doing good in this way
because everything is so sad when the sun comes out.




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