It's strange, sometimes I feel like we're always looking for someone who
open our hearts, not to fill a gap, on the contrary, as if
All our lives, in reality, what we were looking for was someone capable of taking
something we feel inside us, but we don't know how or where,
a key, which may not even exist, like dogs chasing their own
Es extraño, aveces siento como si vivieramos buscando a alguien que abra nuestro corazon, no que rellene un hueco, al contrario, como si toda la vida en realidad lo que buscaramos fuera alguien capaz de sacar algo que sentimos dentro de nosotros, pero no sabemos como ni donde, una llave, que talvez nisiquiera exista, como perros persiguiendo su propia cola.
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