¿No ves que lo nuestro es raro?
Sigue intacto en mil pedazos
y no logra romperse.
Respira ileso en sus estados graves,
tanto hablar del fin
que ahora apenas duele.
Y aun así, te reirás,
volvería a revivirlo sin dudar.
Podría ser tan fácil, sería espectacular,
si fueran reversibles aquellas noches de incendio.
Más noches reversibles para saborear
las horas más humildes with a more intense pleasure.
Can not you see that if we lost we won
stories to tell?
More than a few have.
Remember that if we fell sharply
is because sometimes we were clouds the mind.
If I could turn our nights
in an endless cycle.
could be so easy, it would be spectacular if they were reversible
those nights of fire.
But that's impossible to win time,
then just hope that next time you play you lose
shame and cry oh, oh, oh ...
cry oh, oh, oh ...
I think I will start to break, oh, oh, oh ...
cry oh, oh, oh ...
And I do not care to watch the people.
Oh, oh, oh ...
I think I will start to break, oh, oh, oh ...
I think I will start to break, oh, oh, oh ...
of Lesbian Love Song included in the album - Chinese stories for children of Japan.
Let him take who wants it, for days that do not quite understand what is happening, or things are happening directly without my importance, I hope you like the song, I can not stop listening to it.
2 illustrations I leave I'm doing for the company to gigs, the first I do not like anything except the concept, as you will see are two girls who were couples, and wanted to show that strange feeling of seeing someone you're in love, everything turns colorful, not loved, but everything. The problem is that the tight times, not having light table to trace a couple of things, and reluctance that is very bad stay at this, but I do keep the idea to develop over time:
The second picture that you showed me love, I think it was a moment of "inspiration" or not but so far what I think is very successful, so without further loss of time you leave it here:
So kids, and girls that is all. A kiss
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