My friend, I know it, you only live for him,
that he/she also knows it, but he doesn't leave
as me, to beg you to my mouth that he/she says
that admitted me among glasses
that it is with your skin with who dreams at night
and that you go mad with each button that
you unfasten thinking of their hands.
he has not seen you tremble, waiting
a word, some expression a hug.
he doesn't leave as me sighing,
with the wide open open eyes,
to listen to me to name him.
! oh, my friend! I know it and him also.
My friend, I don't know what to say,
neither what to make to be happy.
God willing it could send in the soul or in the freedom,
that it is what is necessary to him,
to be filled the pockets of won wars,
of dreams and renovated illusions.
I want to give you a poetry;
you think that I am giving the news.
My friend, God willing some day listening my song,
suddenly, understand that I never wanted it was to count your history
because it could be moving.
but, he/she forgives, my friend,
it is not intelligence my wisdom;
this it is my way to say the things.
it is not that it is my work, it is that it is my language.
My friend, princess of an infinite story.
my friend, I only seek you to count on me.
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn how to speak
without having to give so many rodeos,
that I care this whole history
because you are my friend.
My friend, I know it, you only live for him,
that he/she also knows it, but he doesn't leave
as me, to beg you to my mouth that he/she says
that admitted me among glasses
that it is with your skin with who dreams at night...
My friend, I don't know what to say,
neither what to make to be happy.
ójala could send in the soul or in the freedom,
that it is what is necessary to him,
to be filled the pockets of won wars,
of dreams and renovated illusions.
I want to give you a poetry;
you think that I am giving the news.
My friend, princess of an infinite story.
my friend, I only seek you to count on me.
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn how to speak
without having to give so many rodeos,
that I care this whole history
because you are my friend.
my friend...
