jueves, 17 de noviembre de 2011

"Fall; in love."



I took delight in cold, since I share my warmth with you,
and I did never please stepping over long puddl's
since it pictures ourselves on the dark water.
And I did never love the rainfall 
till I met you for first time.
so cloudy and wet your lips, and supplicating a kiss
wishing it rains
I did never like birds 
till I saw them winging through your b'dy ;
And I never was so afraid of the Falling
since it calls you back to my mind. 
I will never kiss dewy frogs once again.
The orange leaves won't touch me for anew
'ntil I meet you
because we will never paint each other,
'ntil I meet us, together, again.


"Fall; in love."

lunes, 14 de noviembre de 2011

Till so

There were bells on a hill
But I never heard them ringing
No I never heard them at all
Till there was you


There were birds in the sky
But I never saw them winging
No I never saw them at all
Till there was you


Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew


There was love all around
But I never heard it singing
No I never heard it at all
Till there was you


Then there was music and wonderful roses
They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew


There was love all around
But I never heard it singing
No I never heard it at all
Till there was you


Till there was you