. . . I want to say this in spanish; "good times"

     

Se le quedaba mirando sin decir nada.

 

Pero era feliz con solo eso.

 

Mirar su cara. Puede parecer una nimiedad, pero no necesitaba nada más y nada menos.

 

En ese preciso instante, que podría bien durar horas o un segundo, el mundo a su alrededor desaparecía. Era algo que percibía como fuera de foco. Unas brumas en colores como si te hubieran quitado el cristalino.

 

Es como mirar una pintura maravillosa colgada en un importante museo.

 

Yo lo he visto.

 

Y he visto muchas caras bonitas. Cada día se pueden ver un montón en las teles.

 

Y conste que yo soy un "mirador" incorregible. Voy por el mundo mirando al pasar y no es difícil encontrar belleza en cualquier momento hasta en el objeto más insignificante.

 

Yo... No se si aquella cara se percataba de ello, pero él estaba perdido en algún lugar de lo más onírico fijo en ella.

 

Se que soy un mirón, pero me fascinaba como pareciera que ni se daban cuenta.

 

Luego se acercaba un poco más y le besaba aquellos labios carnosos y coloreados sin pintar.

 

Entonces ya podía darse por concluida cualquier tarea pendiente.

 

El día se había completado.

 

Conste que sé de qué hablo.

  

 

 

 

Este mundo nuestro hoy no tiene comparación posible.

Barry Ryan - Colour Of My Love - Solo Audio [by Mery]

con algunos años menos

lyrics

 

Ahh ahh

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my own true love

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my only love

Lovemaker make, me a song to sing
I am in the right she is wrong and she knows
I love her-er-er-er [he's in love and it shows]

I want her love but she won't let me in
When I see her I think who's fooling who
She loves you too

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my own true love

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my only love

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Maybe I'm wrong, but I know I won't give in
I play her game and I hope she won't lose
[You'll be the one that she'll choose]

Lovemaker make, me a song to sing
I wait for her and I know she'll be there
I know she cares [she knows you care]

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my own true love

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my only love

I love her
Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my own true love

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my only love

Her hair was the colour of the sun
Was the colour of her eyes
Was the colour of my own true love

Her hair was the colour of the sun