viernes, 13 de marzo de 2015

I wanna just desapeared,
just for today,
behinde the moon,
even me,
can t find to myself.

The trees are wispering,
the wind and the sea.
And me,hiding the mountains,
i feel again the breath.

Nobody who hurts me,
and no to revenge,
i wanna just to be blowing,
next to you thought the wind.