Anxiety
for having you in my arms
whispering words of love.
Anxiety
for having your charms
and kissing your mouth once again...
Anxiety
for having you in my arms
whispering words of love.
Anxiety
for having your charms
and kissing your mouth once again...
Perhaps I am crying out my thoughts, 1.
my tears are pearls rolling to the sea,
and the drowsy eco of this lament
makes you be present in my dreams.
Perhaps you will be crying as you remember me,
and embrace my photograph deliriously,
and may reach your ears the wild melody
from the eco of the pain of being without you.
Anxiety
for having you in my arms
whispering words of love.
Anxiety
for having your charms
and kissing your mouth once again...
Perhaps I am crying out my thoughts, 1.
my tears are pearls rolling to the sea,
and the drowsy eco of this lament
makes you be present in my dreams.
Perhaps you will be crying, remembering me,
and embrace my photograph deliriously,
and to your ears may come the wild melody
from the eco of the sorrow of being without you.