Estoy en carro prestado Porque el tren ya me habia dejado Muchos fueron los años Que solo encontraba engaños Hasta que un galán secuestro mi corazón Y para casarme, me ha dado buena razón. Pasaré los dias junto a él Y por siempre le sere muy fiel. En los tiempos Buenos y los tiempos malos Depende si le hago la comida o se mete en chaos.
Doesn't "ring" well in English and, therefore, the humor is lost....but this is the translation:
I am in a borrowed car Because the train had already passed me by Many...
Come, mi amor, draw closer to provocarte Let me besar your labios and tocarte Correr my hands sobre your cuerpo Recostar my cabeza on your pecho
O, to taste the vino from your lips When I draw closer to darte un kiss O, that you would not turn lejos de mi Knowing how much I can’t stand being sin ti. Eres mi corazón my reason to despertar Each morning and my joy to poder respirar Me traes el sol to shine my mundo Con caricias y dulzura yo te inundo
Sitting by my window looking at the park Watching children play and hearing dogs bark I see a young girl who triggers an EVANESCENCE As my mind and my heart remembers her essence. TRUCULENT in all her ways with all good people She was banned from the market with the golden steeple The RANCOR she bore in her heart Had sharpen her words like fiery darts If you paid her a compliment, you heard her BLITHER Her CAVIL-talk often a clipper Chopping down anyone who came in peace Her CHICANERY tearing people piece by piece.
Your burden is heavy and does not get lighter. With the passing of years, you are a fighter. You’ve fought through a tough life and now struggle with health. I’d give anything to restore you back and make you well. I’d turn back the hands of time and bring back the better days Where you independently had things done your way.
I stand speechless before you at times Without a word, a phrase, or a rhyme As I see your health slowly declining And your once-independence now reclining.
we are trying to feel, and it would kill you for the most part... a slight hollow chest has made its fill and reverbs as a trilling cat's cradle, our materialized lasso, the red eye's twine ... lift off and let us pull in and drag another moon
O wear O wear can you bee? My worry for you doesn't go free I loose touch every now and then Wondering if I will sea you again From the depth of my soul too the core of my heart I've been missing you since the start. I red in the paper you seamed dayzed Lost and confused and wandering for days Until we meat again, I walk with a yolk around my neck As worries and fears away they peck At my heart and soul.
The heir around me grows very thin Wondering if I'll ever win To hold you in my arms again ...
Scarlet Shadows” of “LongWinters” dance like a “LilDragonFly.” As“Rainbow_dreams” paint the beautiful evening sky. Leaves of gold decorate the “Rowantree” As the “Dancing Butterfly” soars on free.
As I gaze upon the beauty of nature that surrounds me from all sides A “FlameOfFire” from deep within quickly begins to rise. With the “Quill-in-Heart,” I begin to “ComposeTheSilence” around me With the sweetest melodies of poetry rushing to break free.
The “Exquisite_Chaos” that resides like a “ThornWithin” my soul Has turned me into...
And there it all stands before my eyes As my spirit begins to rise Quick scan around the room And I catch a glance of my groom.
Balloons and streamers of red and gold Hints a touch of elegance as the night unfolds. Dinner place-settings on mantled tables Just like those shared in fables. Dimmed lights and lighted candles Too much for an evening to handle At a distance the mesmerizing sound Of the orchestra playing in the lounge As the scent of delicacies fill the room...
From the twinkling glow of his eyes I see his spirit quickly rise Every time you return his call Even if your chat is cut small.
The twinkle in his eyes I see When he talks about you between him and me You are his pride, his reason to live and breathe Don't let anyone short-change you or deceive.
From the wrap of his arm around yours Through the small lectures and pep-talk course Is all his way of saying how much he cares His way of saying he is there To motivate and encourage you to reach All the greater things you...
I feel like I close my eyes and walk into a light, But oh no that’s not what they see. Feeling doesn’t translate into what the scene looks like; Its trace is invisibility. Where can I find proof to show you That this truly is the best When this removes the need for show, For being appropriately dressed? No photographs will capture, no neighbors be impressed, No mansions will be bought from it, no footprints will be left. No knowledge will support it, no logic will agree. Until you jump into the kingdom in the air yourself Anything I...