Love is a shield, to hide behind, love is a field to grow inside, and when I sometimes close my eyes my mind starts spinning round. Love is a baby in a mother`s arms, love is your breath which makes me warm, and when I sometimes close my eyes, my mind starts spinning round. There is a feeling that flows through me, when you are near you make it real and we could live for this ideal. And all the pictures we run through, seem to be perfect, seem to be true. But nothing is quite forever, especially staying together. I don`t care now what comes along, what counts is us, no matter what will be, just this naivety. The changing words we`re taking in, seem to be perfect, seem to win. But nothing is quite forever, especially staying together...
cierto, misteriosa Travesía... quien no siente no padece.... pero la ausencia de sensaciones puede llegar a convertirnos poco a poco en seres inertes....
I want somebody to share Share the rest of my life Share my innermost thoughts Know my intimate details Someone who'll stand by my side And give me support And in return Shell get my support She will listen to me When I want to speak About the world we live in And life in general Though my views may be wrong They may even be perverted She'll hear me out And wont easily be converted To my way of thinking In fact shell often disagree But at the end of it all She will understand me
I want somebody who cares For me passionately With every thought and With every breath Someone wholl help me see things In a different light All the things I detest I will almost like I dont want to be tied To anyones strings Im carefully trying to steer clear of Those things But when Im asleep I want somebody Who will put their arms around me And kiss me tenderly Though things like this Make me sick In a case like this Ill get away with it
No seré yo quien contradiga a Martin Gore! Pero no hace mucho que se divorció...luego lo mismo ahora variaría la letra... o ahora se la dedicaría a su madre! ;D
Ventajas de ser inerte: no sufres, no extrañas, no anhelas, no odias,no reprochas, no dejan de amarte,no hay nudos en el pecho (de esos que hacen dificil respirar), no te arrepientes, no dudas, no celas, no aguantas, no desconfías... "unicamente" vives a medio gas. Ligero de equipaje. Aburrido y aséptico pero práctico e indoloro. Piensalo! haz memoria! si recapitulas... ser inerte mola.
Sea como sea... el día que toque caerás,ni un día antes, ni un día después...ese día y con esa persona que no elijes.
no simplexia, no sufras, tu corazon no es una alcachofa....lo que pasa es que no has encontrado al chico de tu vida!!!! no te culpes por que, en el esperar esta el mas bello de los dones, la paciencia.... y hasta que llegue ese chico que te llene y tu lo llenes a el....sigue jugando con el melon maduro y todo el arsenal de latex que tienes guardado en el armario.... con amor....jeff!!!!
deumeuandreu.... pero si ya sabes leer! los de Proyecto Hombre estan haciendo un buen trabajo contigo.. estoy orgulloso de ti, pronto podras volver a casa... ....y cuando vuelvas, te voy a dar lo mio y lo de mi primo.. jajajaa
Love is a shield,
ResponderEliminarto hide behind,
love is a field
to grow inside,
and when I sometimes close my eyes
my mind starts spinning round.
Love is a baby
in a mother`s arms,
love is your breath
which makes me warm,
and when I sometimes close my eyes,
my mind starts spinning round.
There is a feeling
that flows through me,
when you are near
you make it real
and we could live for this ideal.
And all the pictures we run through,
seem to be perfect,
seem to be true.
But nothing is quite forever,
especially staying together.
I don`t care now
what comes along,
what counts is us,
no matter what will be,
just this naivety.
The changing words we`re taking in,
seem to be perfect,
seem to win.
But nothing is quite forever,
especially staying together...
(Si no late, al menos no duele)
cierto, misteriosa Travesía... quien no siente no padece.... pero la ausencia de sensaciones puede llegar a convertirnos poco a poco en seres inertes....
ResponderEliminarI want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
Shell get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And wont easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact shell often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone wholl help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I dont want to be tied
To anyones strings
Im carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when Im asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
Ill get away with it
No seré yo quien contradiga a Martin Gore! Pero no hace mucho que se divorció...luego lo mismo ahora variaría la letra... o ahora se la dedicaría a su madre! ;D
ResponderEliminarVentajas de ser inerte: no sufres, no extrañas, no anhelas, no odias,no reprochas, no dejan de amarte,no hay nudos en el pecho (de esos que hacen dificil respirar), no te arrepientes, no dudas, no celas, no aguantas, no desconfías... "unicamente" vives a medio gas. Ligero de equipaje. Aburrido y aséptico pero práctico e indoloro. Piensalo! haz memoria! si recapitulas... ser inerte mola.
Sea como sea... el día que toque caerás,ni un día antes, ni un día después...ese día y con esa persona que no elijes.
Suerte!
no simplexia, no sufras, tu corazon no es una alcachofa....lo que pasa es que no has encontrado al chico de tu vida!!!!
ResponderEliminarno te culpes por que, en el esperar esta el mas bello de los dones, la paciencia....
y hasta que llegue ese chico que te llene y tu lo llenes a el....sigue jugando con el melon maduro y todo el arsenal de latex que tienes guardado en el armario....
con amor....jeff!!!!
deumeuandreu.... pero si ya sabes leer! los de Proyecto Hombre estan haciendo un buen trabajo contigo.. estoy orgulloso de ti, pronto podras volver a casa...
ResponderEliminar....y cuando vuelvas, te voy a dar lo mio y lo de mi primo.. jajajaa