“Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”
Después le pregunté a la Luna,
me dio la espalda e intentó ocultarse.
Hasta la Luna sabe que me amaste,
hasta la Luna sabe que aún me amas.
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Y vuela vuela, por otro rumbo,
ve y sueña y sueña, que el mundo es tuyo.
Tú ya no puedes volar conmigo,
aunque mis sueños se irán contigo.
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