She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song the summer sings
May be the chill the autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She may be the beauty or the beast
She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem inside her shell
She who always seems so happy in a crowd
She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so crowded and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
But I'll remember till the day I die
She may be the reason I survive
She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes
I've got to be The meaning of my life is she
She
She
[only one shot]
3 comentarios:
Only one shot ?
Ambos sabemos que si eso fuera cierto, ya nos tendríamos que haber suicidado hace tiempo.
Ayer abrí los ojos como por vigésima vez. No pienso dejar que una sola persona lo signifique todo en mi vida. Le regalé un pedacito del total. Tengo demasiado para dar. Mucho para repartir entre varios (puuuutaa jajaja).
Tenemos (puuuto).
¡Qué atrevimiento!
Vos con "She",
yo con "The blower's daughter" de Damien Rice. Escuchala.
claro,
y los que no sabemos inglés que???!!
AJJAJAJA
te quiero maaaath
Actualizá por Dios.
Nunca podrías adivinar lo que están jugando todos en casa.
Conocés el juego "Pasa palabra"?
Es inaudito.
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