Aghata parecía perdida, dime si no eras ella, dime si no eras la Luna.

viernes, 17 de febrero de 2012

Dear Juliet


They're playing your song, the lights turn on n' off. Every heart in this room can feel it. The notes go n' come, up n' down.
Hold my hand, come to dance, let me teach you, eyes on you, eyes on me, this is ours. Now is all about us.

You says, can we dance so slow?, I say- look at me and forget them.

Your eyes are shining n' your hands tremble, i can feel it.

When we was played under the table, do you remember?,we could make castles on clouds, then we can go up n' keep dancing.
You would see, all going right, do you hear that song? do you?, so... can you hear my heart? - you hear it- the lights follow the beat of the music.
You have left under the stairs all that you should bring to this trip.
Go up to my shoulders, you won't fall down, trust me. Now breathe and tell me, is all right? it is? , can you see it? You can dance.

N' you says, let doing this, eyes on you, now on me, this place is ours, this yours and mine, let's start the journey.

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