Amor con espinas
Cometí el mismo error 60 veces, no importa,
Se trata de ti, de nosotros, de ser felices.
Ganas no me faltan y en faltas no me ganan,
Recita soberbia frente a su público de cristal.
Más artificial, autodestructiva y peligrosa
Que el C4, con un detonador sensible.
Amarla fue intuitivo, como si se ajustara al cuerpo.
Segura de sí misma, con curvas que desorientan.
Perfecta combinación en negro, ojos y pelo.
Una mirada y la sequía abandona la tierra,
Una tristeza, oscurece y disuelve nubes.
Regresé a tu orbita distante, radiante, corta,
Enfilada al fracaso, al amor con espinas.
English
Love with thorns
I made the same mistake 60 times, it doesn't matter,
It's about you, about us, about being happy.
I don't lack wins and they don't beat me in fouls,
She recites superbly in front of her crystal audience.
More artificial, self-destructive and dangerous
Than the C4, with a sensitive detonator.
Loving her was intuitive, as if she adjusted to the body.
Self-confident, with curves that disorient.
Perfect combination in black, eyes and hair.
One look and the drought leaves the land,
A sadness, darkens and dissolves clouds.
I returned to your distant, radiant, short orbit,
Headed for failure, love with thorns.
Puedes contactarme y seguir mi trabajo aquí
Contact me and follow my work here in it