Missing

La primera vez que te vi no pude pronunciar una palabra, es como si la niebla se hubiese hecho fuerte en mi paladar y su frío húmedo, hiciese resbalar mis metáforas junto con parte de mis condenas. El tiempo me ha confesado que echarte de menos es como saltar de flor en flor y no tener el paracaídas abierto. Ni yo lo creo, ni tú crees que pueda dormir con un ojo abierto y soñar al mismo tiempo.

Javier Mateos.


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On a night like this 
You can't brush away 
All the faces in the street 
I've got so much longing in my heart 
I can't even sleep 

Darling 
There's a thick fog up ahead 
The first time that I saw you 
I couldn't say a thing 
I walked in now, I walked in now 
I walked in this room 
I walked in with nothing 
'cos spending time & money doesn't mean a thing 
when the moon comes smiling through the trees 
when the night has come like music to surround you 
but you're missing 

I picked her up at half past four 
& felt the evening coming in her tired eyes 
& everyone was leaving & the moment soon passed away 

Darling 
There's a thick fog up ahead 
The first time that I saw you 
I couldn't say a thing 
I walked in now, I walked in now 
I walked in this room 
I walked in with nothing 
'cos spending time & money doesn't mean a thing 
When the moon comes smiling through the trees 
When the night has come like music to surround you 
But you're missing

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