You comb the air

Espanhol

Peinas al aire.

Si supieras cuántas veces he soñado
dibujando en mi cabeza,dándole forma a mis sueños,
la ilusión se me llevaba como a un niño
de pensar que te quedaba dentro tan poquito tiempo

y llegaste al fin cuando asomaba el alba,
y fue la más bonita madrugada

Peinas el aire con tu aroma de bebe
que amedida que pasaba el tiempo deseabamos tener
las noches se iluminan solo con poder llegarte a ver
sonreirle a nuestras vidas siempre en cada amanecer

Al instante de la espera fueron siglos
no acababan mis poemas, que difícil fue dormir
andabas en mi cabeza, alterando mi desorden
te alojabas en mi alma, rozando mis emociones

y llegaste al fin con tu carita de angel,
no olvidaré lo que sentí al abrazarte

peinas el aire con tu aroma de bebe
que hasta las floers tienen envidia del olor que da tu piel
haces que el cielo de la noche se ilumine si te ve
ofreciendo una sonrisa a las estrellas que te vieron nacer

aún recuerdo las preguntas que me hacían aquel tiempo
si eran claros tus ojitos que color tenías de pelo

Peinas el aire con tu aroma de bebe
que amedida que pasaba el tiempo deseabamos tener
las noches se iluminan solo con poder llegarte a ver
ofreciendo una sonrisa a las estrellas que te vieron nacer

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Inglês

You comb the air

If you knew how many times I've dreamt
Painting in my head, giving forms to my dreams
The illusion carried me away like a child
Thinking that so little time was left for you inside

And finally you arrived as the dawn appeared
And it was the most beautiful morning

You comb the air with your scent of a baby
That we desired to have while the time passed
The nights shone brightly only by being able to see you
Smiling at our lifes always on every morning

The moment we had waited for were centuries
My poems had never ended, how hard it was to sleep
You had been walking in my head, changing my untidyness
You sheltered yourself in my soul, burning down my emotions

And finally you arrived with your face of an angel
I won't forget what I felt when I hugged you

You comb the air with your scent of a bay
For even the flowers are jealous of the smell of your skin
You make the night sky shine when it sees you
Offering a smile to the stars that saw you being born

Although I remember the questions they had asked me back then
If your eyes had been blue, what colour had your hair been

You comb the air with your scent of a baby
That we desired to have while the time passed
The nights shone brightly only by being able to see you
Offering a smile to the stars that saw you being born

Submetido por juliane em Segunda-feira, 30/04/2012 - 16:02
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