A long bridge of course
Waiting to be crossed
But a bridge at lastAnd that bridge sees you
Fears you, respects you
And that bridge calls me
Asking me to get over it
Asking me to not look down
Asking me to not listen
Asking me to not believe
To not fear, to not care
I can't see the end of this bridge
I can't stop looking down
I can't stop listen to the river
But I can't stop waking as well
And the bridge dance
And the water looks closer
Sounds louder; now the river calls me
And I can't see the end yet
I can't cross this river
A bridge has been built
But I can't get over it
A bridge has Been built
Shut the duck up river!
I don't want you anymore
I'm getting over you
I you don't know how good it feels
You don't know how free I am now
Your water came too late
Your voice is just a whisper
Your flood doesn't drawn me anymore
I don't hate you river
But I don't love you either
I've just have crossed you
1 comentario:
lastima .. nose ingles ... entiendo algo .. me hace recordar algo q escriibi a los 16 creo .. muy buena y muy profunda alu
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