When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me one more time
to feel the smoothness that changed my destiny.
I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,
I want for your ears to go on hearing the wind,
for you to smell the sea that we loved together
and for you to go on walking the sand where we walked.
I want for what I love to go on living
and as for you I loved you and sang you above everything,
for that, go on flowering, flowery one,
so that you reach all that my love orders for you,
so that my shadow passes through your hair,
so that they know by this the reason for my song.
The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little fr
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
