You say good morning, when it's already noon,
You laugh and cry up to a dune,
You are so far, but yet so close
Darling for me you are a perfect rose.
I would like to express my love,
But it's impossible, there is no way I can do that.
What's left for me is to whisper
How I cherish my spanish little kisser.
I would try to become a prince on a white horse,
But there is no point I am already yours!
You are alwas on my mind, all the thoughts about you only,
Jesus, without you I feel so lonely.
I am writing what I feel deep inside.
Yes, maybe outside I laugh and smile
But you know what? I could crawl for you a mile
Just to prove one thing...
Que you te quiero... Sin fin!
You say good morning...
© Copyright: Кирилл Михин, 2012
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