martes, marzo 16, 2010

Fly and fly.

Fly, fly
and let your tears dry
with the soft kisses of the wind.
Fly, fly
and never look down,
don't take a break,
just fly.
Faster, higher.
Higher, faster.
We shall never see each other again,
but it is OK,
you need to fly away.
For now fly and fly.
Goodbye.

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Tengo sueño, de ese sueño que es más bien estar aburrida de no verte.