La Oreja De Van Gogh un cuento sobre el agua

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I would like to be the rain that soaked
Your black eyes asking me for a kiss
I would like to be the wind
That blew leaving such funny hair
Stopping time in my heart
I would like to be the stem of the flower with
The one you made silence in my mouth
I would like to be the light that illuminated
Your face that February night
When I secretly heard your voice
I would like to be the breeze that caresses your smile
In the sea on the mountain or in the blue April sky
I would like be a verse within your thoughts
May you remember my gaze sighing at the window
Imagining that you appear behind me
And that you take my hand and whisper to me that you have arrived
That you promise me that by my side you are happy
I will not ask questions, there will be no memories
I will make your past just a story
What about the water one day the wind wrote
I would like to be the star
What happened during the time that you were sincere
I would like to never be the passion
That you scammed in the following ports
Ten thousand lies for a favor
I would like to be the breeze that caresses your smile
In the sea on the mountain or in the blue April sky
I would like to be a verse within your thoughts
May you remember my gaze sighing at the window
Imagining that you appear behind me
And that you take me by the hand that
Whisper to me that you have arrived
Promise me that by my side you are happy
I will not ask questions, there will be no memories
I will make your past be known Just a story
That on the water one day the wind wrote
That on the water one day the wind wrote
That on the water one day the wind wrote
I would like the rain that soaked
Your black eyes asking me for a kiss

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