El único otro idioma en el que puedo decirte lo que siento sin errar de nuevo.
There's nothing I could do to cease this... Why have I become your ghost? What makes me addicted to you? It was not the way you touched me, it was not the way you looked at me**... I can't stand this circumstances... When everything tumbles down you are so far from me... So far from here.
And after all these years, I'm not able to disclose what love involves. The reason why my butterflies come alive when you're next to me, I feel them here, just inside of me...
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Pero que si lo deseas, yo sigo estudiando francés, italiano,
aprendo alemán, chino y ruso. Sólo para tener mas maneras de enunciar lo que lamento.
**It could be your kisses.
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