"The mirrors are used to seeing his own face, art to be the soul. " George Bernard Shaw
"... I leave to one side alone, there are no
cold nights to come.
Contigo fire
caress my body and eternal is the night Feelin 'inside.
And leave aside solitude
cold nights are not coming.
Contigo fire
caress my body and eternal is the night Feeling you inside.
The fire caress your cuerpooo ... " Under the Sheets Magnatiz Dlux with complete lyrics: http://www.musica.com/letras.asp?letra=927194  |
| Composition from silhouettes and sunset at s. Segura. |
will forever silent witnesses:
cliffs, beaches,
Banks and Forestry,
who saw us together
and filled with desire. Complices
being bed
ages and sand.
prying mirrors that
with our clothes cover,
heard the secrets of our breath. And the walls
harder,
became molds to your body.
Savannas were continent and content
forever remember every pore of your body.
were so many witnesses ...
... winking at me, and my
escapes me a grin.
