Justamente ahora irrumpes en mi vida, con tu cuerpo exacto y ojos de asesina. tarde como siempre, nos llega la fortuna.
Tu ibas con el, yo iba con ella, jugando a ser felices por desesperados, por no aguardar los sueños, por miedo a quedar solos.
Pero llegamos tarde, te vi y me viste, nos reconocimos enseguida, pero tarde. maldita sea la hora que encontré lo que soñé, tarde.
Tanto soñarte y extrañarte sin tenerte, tanto inventarte, tanto buscarte por las calles como un loco, sin encontrarte. y ahi va uno de tonto; por desesperado, confundiendo amor con compañia. y ese miedo idiota de verte viejo y sin pareja, te hace escoger con la cabeza lo que es del corazon. y no tengo nada contra ellos, la rabia es contra el tiempo por ponerte junto a mi, tarde.
Ganas de huir; de no verte ni la sombra, de pensar que esto fue un sueño o una pesadilla, que nunca apareciste, que nunca has existido.
Ganas de besarte, de coincidir contigo. de acercarme un poco, y amarrarte en un abrazo, de mirarte a los ojos y decirte bienvenida.
Pero llegamos tarde. te vi y me viste,nos reconocimos en seguida, pero tarde.
Quizas en otras vidas, quizas en otras muertes.
Que ganas de rozarte, que ganas de tocarte, de acercarme a ti y golpearte con un beso, de fugarnos para siempre, sin daños a terceros.
Exactly right now you break into my life with your precise body and your killing eyes late as always our luck has arrived.
You were with him I was with her pretending to be happy out of despair for not having waited for our dreams for fear of staying alone.
But we arrived late I saw you and you saw me we recognised each other at once but too late I damn the hour when I found what I’d been dreaming of, late.
So much dreaming of you and missing you without having you so much inventing you so much searching for you on the streets like a madman without finding you and there I played the fool out of despair confusing love with company and that stupid fear of getting old without a partner makes you use your head to choose something proper of the heart and I’ve got nothing against them my wrath is against time for sending you to me, late.
I feel like running away I don’t want to see your shadow I don’t want to think this was a dream or a nightmare that you never appeared that you have never existed.
I feel like kissing you like being with you like coming closer to you and holding you in my arms like looking into your eyes and telling you welcome.
But we arrived late I saw you and you saw me we recognised each other at once but too late.
Maybe in another life maybe in another death.
What a desire to brush you what a desire to touch you to come closer to you and striking you with a kiss to run away together forever without damages to third parties.
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