I miss you in the air
I miss you in my hand
that works slowly
I miss that lips
that i dont touch anymore
AND ALWAYS THIS STORY
that she called Gloria
Gloria on your wings
the morning gives the sun
hatered comes in and love comes out
with the name of Gloria
Gloria I miss you in the air
i miss you like the salt
i miss you more than sun
melt this snow
that suffocates my chest
I'm waiting for you Gloria
Gloria church of the village
WATER IN THE DESERT
I let my heart opet
she goes away without a sound
FROM THE WORK, FROM YOUR bed
from an altar
I'm waiting for you Gloria
Gloria, for who she awaits the day
instead of sleeping
with the memory returns
to a jump in the ??
IN A FREE WORLD
for who the fog breathes
for who the anger breathes
for me, that without Gloria
with you nude on the sofa
make stars of cardboard
THINKING OF GLORIA