Si alguien ama a una flor de la que sólo existe más que un ejemplar entre los millones y millones d

Si alguien ama a una flor de la que sólo existe más que un ejemplar entre los millones y millones d

5.9.10


He was waiting for her,

With a yellow flower.

She was dreaming with him,

With the light in her eye

And the yellow of the Sun

Lit up the corner,

She felt him so nearby

She felt him since she was child

She knew that he knew

that someday would happen

he would come to fetch her

with his yellow flowers