Hay dos días en los que nunca pienso: ayer y mañana.

martes, 11 de agosto de 2009

I’m reading a liar book,
There are princess with princes,
On white horses, castles and magic.

It’s stupid,
Everybody is happy.

All it’s a joke.
I don't believe,
I can't believe.

Nobody have mistakes,
Nobody have those days,
Nobody worry for nothing,
They just smile.

Now, I just wanna close this book,
And never read again.

I return to my world,
With my mistakes,
With teardrops on my face.

Walking on night,
Looking the stars,
Feeling the real things,
The dark and cold night
And the little light of the stars.

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