Wednesday, March 23, 2005My best words for my biggest crush, La Sirenita at work. Translation:She’s not aware that my dormant heart comes alive upon seeing her. She has failed to notice that my eyes shine, my body trembles, and my face blushes when she stands by me. I suppress a sigh so as to not incriminate myself. She is the cause of a madness so far gone unacknowledged. The frigidity of her soul torments my own. In my lonely nights — kept sleepless by an insatiable desire — she becomes mine and we make love, when in reality I’ve never lain a hand on her. My feelings for her intensify my cowardice. A cowardice already so strong that I’m caused to perceive her as being as intangible as a star… too distant to be had. Esta Cobardía (Chiquetete) No se da ni cuenta, Que mi amor callado, No se da ni cuenta, Que ella es el motivo, (1) (1) No se da ni cuenta, Que en mis noches tristes, No se da ni cuenta, Que es su alma fría, (1), (1) Posted by at 4:05 pm [Permalink]
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