Letra de Jueves [?n inglés]

Jueves(in english[Thursday])

If prettier
And a little list
If special
If magazine
Have the courage
Crossing the wagon
And wonder who you are
You sit in front
And do not imagine
I carry it for you
My nice skirt
And to see you throw
A glass yawn
They flood my eyes.

Suddenly you look at me
Look at you and sigh
I close my eyes
You look away
Just breathe
I make tiny
And I start to tremble.

And so the days pass
Monday to Friday
Like the swallows
Beker´s poem
Station to Station
Opposite you and me
Silence comes and goes.

Suddenly you look at me
Look at you and sigh
I close my eyes
You look away
Just breathe
I make tiny
And I start to tremble.

And then it happens
Wake up my lips
Pronounce your name
I´m already taken by
I suppose you think
What a silly girl
And I want to die.

But time for
You go saying
I do not know you
And missed you
Every morning the direct rejection
And I choose this train.

And we´re almost there
My life has changed
A special day
This March 11
You take my hand
We arrived at a tunnel
Light quenching.

I find your face
With my hands
I become brave
And I kiss on the lips
Say you love me
And I give you
The latest on my heart.