Al final yo también me he puesto un poco desanimado, tampoco tengo ganas de saltar. Esta es una bonita melodía de Sting, para escuchar en una tarde de lluvia, a tu lado. Me haces falta.
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2 Septiembre 2008 a las 10:46 pm
Jo, qué bonita…
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesnt play for the money he wins
He doesnt play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
Thats not the shape, the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
Youd maybe think theres something wrong
Im not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who smile are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
Thats not the shape of my heart
2 Septiembre 2008 a las 10:47 pm
Gracias por ponerme dos canciones hoy, cariño… Te envío todo mi amor, todo mi cariño, todas mis miradas a tus ojos, mis abrazos y mis maripositas en el estómago… te envío susurros, caricias, besos de todo tipo, mi mano en tu mano, mi piel rozando a tu piel… y espero que con todo eso, te ayude a sentirte un poco menos mal.
Te quiero…