miércoles, 5 de septiembre de 2012

Winter Hill


                                                        Doves: aves que rozaron el cielo.

Ahora que se acerca el frío, primero el otoño, después el invierno, tengo guardados los guantes que hice con el recuerdo de tu cabello. Puede que llueva, puede que nieve, pero lo que es seguro es que surcaré las paredes de tu aliento.
Javier Mateos



READ:
Wherever you go you will be with meAnd when you do talk you'll be talking to meBut just save your words as we walk on byWith the sky full of birds and the dusk approaching

Climb the long grassy track to the top of winter hillClimb the real rocky track to the top, I'll see you backI'll see you back on winter hill

Wherever you go you will return safeAnd when you will walk you'll be walking with meBut if comes the day you meet someone newYou will be with them but I'll be thinking of you

Climb the long grassy track to the top of winter hillStay with me, see so far at the top, I'll see you backI'll see you back on winter hill

Well, she travels far and we stay apartBut she crossed her heart on winter hill

Climb the long grassy track to the topWe can't turn back, ohClimb the real rocky track to the top of winter hillSee you back on winter hill
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