Feed My Fish Below

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Blog Post Numbero, 6. Spanish, My language.

You,
who taught me how to stand on my own two feet,
my small self to sleep,
dried myself from fear.
Te quiero,
como el agua al mar,
la brisa y la sal.
The best things in life are free,
must i set my self free?
another minute i need,
for you to see, that i belong here.
my mother, the woman i love,
can't take your love,
she has her own,
the soul of four.
Mi familia es sagrada,
nada me agrada,
porque nada es como el agua.
the best thing on earth
knowing  the two languages,
learn three, four, five...
Esta Bien.
Que bien!
me hace bien. <3

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