Tuesday, August 17, 2004With the right amount of air flowing into it, and with the precise amount of passion, a man’s whistle is just as good as a saxophone. Sitting on a bench at work, with no one in sight, I played over and over again a song by Los Pasteles Verdes. Translation:Tonight I wish to reminisce those unforgettable moments you and I shared together. As I reminisce, I want to turn my thoughts into poetry, and poetry into prayer. A prayer that portrays the strong love I felt for you. A love so strong that makes it hard for me to believe you’re no longer here, with me, as you were yesternight, admiring the sky, the moon, and the stars. Recuerdos de Una Noche (Los Pasteles Verdes) Quiero recordar esta noche Una oración que tiene mucho amor Junto a mí como ayer en mis brazos Posted by at 6:08 pm [Permalink]
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