domingo, 28 de noviembre de 2010

AlwaysYou: my songs, my memories

Lonely
The path you have chosen
A restless road
No turning back
One day you
Will find you light again
Don't you know
Don't let go
Be strong

Follow you heart
Let you love lead through the darkness
Back to a place you once knew
I believe, I believe, I believe
In you

Follow your dreams
Be yourself, an angel of kindness
There's nothing that you can not do
I believe, I believe, I believe
In you.

Tout seul
Tu t'en iras tout seul
Coeur ouvert
A L'univers
Poursuis ta quete
Sans regarder derriere
N'attends pas
Que le jour
Se leve

Suis ton etoile
Va jusqu'ou ton reve t'emporte
Un jour tu le toucheras
Si tu croix si tu croix si tu croix
En toi
Suis la lumiere
N'eneins pas la flamme que tu portes
Au fonds de toi souviens-toi
Que je croix que je croix que je croix
Que je croix
En toi

Someday I'll find you
Someday you'll find me to
And when I hold you close
I'll know that is true

Follow your heart
Let you love lead through the darkness
Back to a place you once knew
I believe, I believe, I believe in you

Follow your dreams
Be yourself, an angel of kindness
There's nothing that you can not do
I believe, I believe, I believe
In you.

AlwaysYou: my songs, my memories

Maybe I didn´t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn´t love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time
But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind





Maybe I didn´t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I´m so happy that you´re mine
If I made you feel second best
Girl, I´m sorry I was blind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me, tell me that your
Sweet love hasn´t died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied
Satisfied

Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

PASEO MAGICO: TU SILENCIO

duele tu silencio en las entrañas de mi alma
como una puñalada ardiente de indolencia
de indiferencia, de significar nada, nada, nada…
y ese seguir intentando que respondas mis plegarias
como si estuviera castigada por no haber estado
por no haber podido ser lo que esperabas
o tal vez por haberte amado demasiado.
preguntas simples sin respuesta que anidan
en el fondo de mis ojos y exudan dolor y miedo
y en soledad se pierden nuevamente en el silencio.



© Verónica Curutchet