Every corner of this city beautifu… reminds me of something I want to relive. Every blue sky has a golden line, every soft green shrub, a new begi…

It is not because we start to with… The roses of the first instants st… The first heartache still pinch us… The first kiss, The first love.

In the end, what kills you Is not the great machinations of t… But the small battles of your own… And the soul shrivels And the heart follows the painless…

I’m no one’s monster. I walk up and down my own darkness… Enjoying the bleeding freedom Fought and won over the dim light… I’m no one’s pain.

Like grey skies announcing a comin… I’m fearing the news of your parti… Unsuccessfully trying to shelter m… From the devastating phenomenon... I won’t see you go. I havent got…

I see my foolishness in others, A translucent absurdity of chances… And I’m ashamed. You reached out to me, And I was blind,

Recette pour un long amour : prenez toutes les papillons que vous avez a l’estomac a chaque fois que vous la voyez, et que son visage et tout son corps s’illumine au contact de vos rega...

I want you to miss me As your name pierce my soul with s… every time I think of you I want you to want me To drink me, to breathe me

So many things wasted, purchased, enjoyed for a while and then, cast aside. But all the gold and treasures in the world cannot buy a kind look, a smile, and the time you dedicate to ano...

I miss you more when I want to sh… A sunset, a joke, A verse, a reading about love and lost love…

L’air délicieux qui annonce l’orag… et quelque part la mer se dessine… il s’agit de voir le bonheur là où…

A thorn buried in the flesh becomes familiar after a while. The pain becomes usual, with an undefined warmth, as you keep dancing,

In the city transfixed by fear Lovers whisper to each other desp… And like in the famous painting They kiss through a veil of oblivi… That we may see another day

La tortura no es verte en todas pa… La tortura es que me singularices… Otra flecha... y otra mas... mi co… malaventurado San Sebastián.