A Summer so short like love
And so long like forgetting
Who would ever guess?
That a love it would be creating
You made me a bracelet of smiles
With your kisses created a box
And what better heating Do?!
That your hugsâ?¦
isâ?¦how much I had care for you ?
Although I never loved you
And, what if never knew you?
If our hands had never collide
Without the messages sent,
and da â??I luff uâ??â??s received,
Without our childrenâ??s dates
Claiming to be loved
Without this entertaining love
you wouldâ??ve only be
â??that boyâ??
And I let the world asideâ?¦
I throw out the chainâ?¦
I wanted to make a full moon
Every February night
And although I was a little afraid
That was irrelevant
Because you were always with me
Side by side
And what cute were those nights
where everything was like a tale
I was by the window and you outside
Smiling, smiling
And your poorly rich tone of voice,
that kept me in love
And that sweet and tender glance
carried me with thee,
hypnotized me
And to all such plans
That left into nothingness
Restaurants, preparing,
Festivities, things days, nothing
What will happen to these?
Do you will repeat them?
Or to another girl slowly
On the back youâ??ll surprise?
And your soft footsteps
When we walk on the beach
And that boat that far ahead
Welcomed
Our "you and me"
How many lights envelopes my shoulders,
And you hold my hands,
But I do not did anything,
The hearts love alone
butterflies flew
Within my stomach
the good child flew
Far from my love
But who wouldâ??ve told me?
That I wouldâ??ve be as interested
in That weird smile,
With your back never straight
And with that strange trick in soccer
Believe me,
That in most sports you have applied it â?¦
doing goals,
Giving flowers,
oh! summer love!
Nicknames
Delusions
For me were not in vain,
so nice
So perfect
And so strange
But someday will recall
The moments near the sea
The meals,
The fights,
The hugs,
Forgiveness
And again
The
"You and I"
They were very good your intentions
At least that's what I thought,
"I have no other love,"
was what you always repeated
But she was always there,
in your deepest dreams,
visit you, she always sought
And although now it have little importance
And even nothing for you,
The memory of those nights,
Our crossings glances,
Our mad promises,
cookers, artisans,
Built on rocks,
On one side of the sea,
will remember us, although you donâ??t want,
Even every grain of sand,
The love that we share those nights.
