Resulta que habia muchas cosas mas detras de tu sonrisa, resulta ser que las puntas de tus dedos llevan el control de la noche, que en cada esquina se descubre un nuevo escenario para el amor. Resulta ser que en tus brazos se concilia mucho mejor los sueños, que al caer la noche se enarbolan dulces quimeras que traen al presente efimeros sueños infantiles que se titulaban “quizas”. Aparentemente eras tu, la eterna musa que danzaba a mi alrededor susurrando versos romaticos, tiñiendo con matices dulces la tan empapada tristeza que traia.
Resulta que el amor tenia definición inconclusa en mi vida, solo hasta que tu, con tu dia a dia, le diste franca definicion.
Resulta que tu amor era mas de lo que en mi largo caminar tanto busque, resulta ser que en mi errante andar no encontre lo que en tus noches me entregaste.
Resulta que la vida, el amor, la armonia y todo aquello que tormentozamente muchos buscan, se hallaba en mis dias contigo.
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It turns out that there were many more things behind your smile, it turns out that the tips of your fingers are in control of the night, that in each corner a new scenario for love is discovered.
It turns out that in your arms the dreams are much better reconciled, that at nightfall there are sweet chimeras that bring to the present ephemeral childhood dreams that are called "maybe".
Apparently it was you, the eternal muse that danced around me whispering romantic verses, tinting with sweet nuances the so drenched sadness that it brought.
It turns out that love had an unfinished definition in my life, only until you, with your day to day, gave it a clear definition.
It turns out that your love was more than in my long walk so much looking, it turns out that in my wandering walk I did not find what in your nights you gave me.
It turns out that life, love, harmony and everything that tormenting many seek, was in my days with you.