viernes, 24 de septiembre de 2010

Fulin yurself

There's a light that shines,
don't know where,
don't know why,
just asking me for I.

Clouds meeting whatching us growing,
making me strange, just as I want.

I don't think we were perfect,
I always was the worst tree in the park,
and you always been the thunderstruck on my mind.

But then, a sunlight destroyed a big cloud,
after that... bliss.

Esta es mi primera vez escribiendo en inglés, no seais muy malos.

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