I dream of you when you are far
as some exceptional bright star...
Shall I compare you to a winters day?
Before the beauty of the snow does melt away...
Every autumn the roses fade away
And when they do, bees cease to fly...
“Hola amor!”
Son las palabras con las que despierto...
Which season could compare to you my love?
Yes winter dreams are snowy as your skin...
Song stuck in my head
when I think about you...
Shall I reveal how oft my thoughts are yours?
As plenty as the stars do maze the sky...
I never really understood the meaning of love till...
Here's my confession; you've become my obsession...
Go find for me in all of botany;
The rarest rose amidst the sweetest mire...
The way you make my palms so sweaty
Ever since the day we met...
As she and I do lay 'neath summer's noon
I quarrel with the sun: who loves her more...
If I had breath to give but one last word
Could love weight all my brimful heart's outpour...