Sunday, November 27, 2016

Walking dream

He is that kind of a fellow
Who turns the hearts
Of all the senoritas
Upside down

When they see
That glance in his eyes
They fall for him
Never to recover again

To them he is
A walking dream
Now trying to get him
Into their lives

Once he gives them a word
The fire goes even higher
Their dream now
Starts running

Take care of your life
You walking dream
Holding those senoritas lives
In your hands

Don't make them feel
You are the only one
Because the fact is
They are not the only ones either

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1 comment:

  1. "Por el brillo en los ojos, desde el comienzo de los tiempos, las personas reconocen a su verdadero amor". -Paulo Coelho