Written in English bcz of some friends that don´t understand spanish...
Sometime ago, walking through a city, somewhere
I watched, jealosly, a couple walking in front of me...
The one by my side, by seing that expresion on my face, asked me
why such a expresion on my face?
when I turned my face to respond, I couldn´t avoid the tears on my eyes
and the instant replay a face unable to talk bcz of the pain in my heart
I stayed there for a while, drinking my salty tears, lost in my own mind
with those eyes watching me
and after a while I, just, said
If she wants to exchange bodies with me
I would do that right away
Just to be loved,
she has someone by her side
his eyes belong to her
his ears belong to her words and laughter.
what is worth for me to be called "beautiful"
If there are no eyes to dance for
if there are no ears to sing for.
Today in my loneliness
I had the chance to watch the same
diferent couple
but his eyes were for her
and his ears for her words and laughter
While me being called beautiful
have to face the fact of not trusting anybody
cause the only thing I have heard are lies...
It hasn`t been a good day...
Ill leave it here!!
Piedelmundo...
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