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Si fuera mas guapa y un poco mas lista
si fuera especial, si fuera de revista
tendria el valor, de cruzar el vagon
y preguntarte quien eres.

Te sientas enfrente
y ni te imaginas,
que llevo por ti mi falda mas bonita,
y al verte lanzar un bostezo al cristal
se inundan mis pupilas.

De pronto me miras
te miro y suspiras
yo cierro los ojos
tu apartas la vista
apenas respiro
me hago pequeñita
y me pongo a temblar

y asi pasan los dias, de lunes a viernes
como las golondrinas del poema de Becker
de estacion a estacion de frente tu y yo
ahi viene el silencio

De pronto me miras
te miro y suspiras
yo cierro los ojos
tu apartas la vista
apenas respiro
me hago pequeñita
y me pongo a temblar

Y entonces ocurre
despiertan mis labios
pronuncian tu nombre tartamudeando
supongo que piensas que chica mas tonta
y me quiero morir

pero el tiempo se para
y te acercas diciendo
yo no te conosco y ya te hechaba de menos
cada mañana rechazo el directo y elijo este tren

Y ya estamos llegando
mi vida a cambia
un dia especial este 11 de marzo
me tomas la mano llegamos a un tunel
que apaga la luz

Te encuentro la cara
gracias a mi manos
me vuelvo valiente
y te beso en los labios
dices que me quieres
y yo t regalo el ultimo solplo de mi corazon

f I were more beautiful, and a little smarter
if I were special, if I were in a magazine
I'd have the courage of crossing the wagon
and ask who are you

You sit in front of me
and you don't even imagine
that it is for you that I wear my most beautiful skirt,
and when I see you throw a yawn at the crystal
my pupils are flooded

Suddenly you look at me
I look at you and you sigh
I close my eyes
you look away
I barely breath
I become small
and I shiver

and days go on like this, from monday to friday
like the nightningales in Bequer's poem
from station to station, in front you and I
here comes the silence

Suddenly you look at me
I look at you and you sigh
I close my eyes
you look away
I barely breath
I become small
and I shiver

And then it happens,
my lips wake up
they pronounce your name stammering
I suppose you are thinking "what a stupid girl"
and I want to die

but the time stops
and you approach saying:
"I don't know you, and I've been missing you"
every morning, I reject the bus and I take this train

And we are close to arriving,
my life has changed
this march 11 has been a special day
you take my hand, we get to a tunnel
that turns off the light

I find your face,
thanks to my hands
I become brave
and I kiss your lips
you say you love me
and I give to you the last breath of my heart


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