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Josephina Mirella Santino

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[01 Jul 2009|03:30pm]

I'm sorry I didn't mean to call you but I couldn't fight it. I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it. And so, I surrendered just to hear your voice. I don't know how many times I've said I'm going to live without you. Maybe someone else is standing there beside you but there's something, baby, that need you to know. That deep inside me, I feel like I'm dying. I have to see you, it's all that I'm asking.



Baby, give me back my fantasy. The courage that I need to live. The air that I breathe. Living without you, my world's become so empty. The days are so cold and lonely. Each night I taste the purest of pain.



Quicera decirte que hoy estoy de maravilla, que no me ha afectado lo de tu partida. Pero con un dedo no se tapa el sol. Estoy muriendo, muriendo por verte. Agonizando, muy lento y muy fuerte.



Vida, devuelveme mis fantasias, mis ganas de vivir la vida, devuelveme el aire. Carino mio, sin ti yo me siento vacio, las tarde son un laberinto, las noches me saben a puro dolor.




Baby, give me back my fantasy. The courage that I need to live. The air that I breathe. Living without you, my world's become so empty. My days are so cold and lonely. Each night I taste the purest of pain.



I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you but I couldn't fight it. I guess I was weak, I couldn't even hide it. And so, I surrender just to hear your voice.

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