Y siguiendo metida otro rato en la nombrada cajita,
ésta letra (un poco más reciente) me recuerda
aquellos momentos en la prepa cuando me volaba clases,
sólo para ir a algún lugar a meditar y escribir,
sola...
Walking into lustful memories
your skin appears in front of me,
your eyes tell me the whole tale
of frozing wind blowing your face
The lightless touch of your lips
remembers me the past,
the way it seems the same as now..
The cold within your touch
it burns the presence of any love...
And I guess you're nameless...
Leading me through madness
and confusion passing by
talking with the silence
An instant falling from the floor
unpercieved lullaby,
a monotune sound slowly
waking me up from this dream,
a space of time within your face
made me taste a bit of reality,
a glance of life beneath your lips
within the eternal ecstasy
of your cruelty...
And I guess you're nameless...
And I thought you were nameless
until I found your name
written in my pains,
your name is Solitude,
your eyes full of emptiness
made me yours...
...¿puedo tocar la guitarra cuando grabes tu disco?... =P
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