Think of yourself, during your earliest childhood memory.
As a teenager.
The first time you fell in love.
Your first job.
Your finest moment.
Your most painful moment.
Your last day at work.
Yesterday.
Today.
Now.
Thru all of this- You are still the same person. No EVENT or PERSON can change the core of who you are. You are still the same person; wiser, much stronger and more beautiful than you imagine...
The secret is...
That it's not about how we obtain our dreams,
it's about how we live our life.
If we live our life the right way,
the dreams will come to us...
HAMBRE (HUNGER)
Anhelo tu boca, tu voz, tu pelo.
En silencio y con hambre, rodando por las calles.
El pan no me alimenta, me rompe el alba.
Tengo hambre por tu sonrisa,
Tus manos el color de una cosecha salvaje,
Con hambre de las piedras pálidas que son tus uñas,
Quiero comer tu piel como una almendra entera.
Necesito el rayo de sol que quema de tu hermosa cuerpo,
Tu nariz soberana del elegante cara,
Quiero comer la sombra fugaz de tus pestañas,
Paseo con hambre, olfateando el crepúsculo,
Buscandote, por tu corazón caliente,
Como una puma en los páramos de las montañas…
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I long for your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, rolling through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, The dawn breaks me.
I have a hunger for your smile.
Your hands the color of a savage harvest,
I hunger for the pale stones are your nails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I need the sunshine that burns from your beautiful body.
Your nose,sovereign on an elegant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
I move on, hungry, sniffing the twilight,
Looking for you, for your warm heart,
As a cougar in the wilds of the mountains ...
FORBIDDEN
Pain without learning is forbidden,
waking up one day not knowing what to do,
being afraid of your memories.
It is forbidden not to smile at problems,
not to fight for what you want,
to abandon all because of fears,
not to realize your dreams.
It is forbidden not to show your love,
to be ashamed of your tears,
to not laugh with children,
to make someone else pay your debts, bad humor.
It is forbidden to forget your friends,
to not try to understand why they live far away,
to treat people as disposable,
to call them only when you need them.
It is forbidden to not be yourself in front of others,
pretending around people you don’t care about,
trying to be funny just so you'll be remembered,
to forget about all the people who love you.
It is forbidden not to do things for yourself,
to be afraid of life and its commitments,
to not to live each day as if it were your last.
It forbidden to take someone out without having fun,
to forget their eyes, their laugh,
to not respect love even if it is past,
just because your paths have stopped crossing,
to forget your past and only live in the moment.
It is forbidden not to try to understand people,
to think that other’s lives are worth more than yours,
to not know that each one of us has our own way and our own happiness.
It is forbidden not create your own story,
to have no time for people who need you,
to not understand what life gives to you, and that it can also be taken away.
It is forbidden not find your happiness,
to not live your life with a positive attitude,
to not think we can do better and be better,
to feel that without you, this world would still be the same...
No importa el tiempo que emos sido atrapados pensando que hemos llegado a nuestras limitaciones en la vida.
Si entramos en un cuarto oscuro y encendemos la luz, no importa si el cuarto ha estado oscuro por un día, una semana o cien años - se enciende la luz y es brillante de nuevo, al momento que tomamos el control de nuestra propia capacidad para amor...
It doesn't matter how long we may have been stuck thinking we've reached our limitations in life. If we go into a dark room and turn on the light, it doesn't matter if the room has been dark for a day, a week, or a hundred years - we turn on the light and it is bright again. Once we control our own capacity for love and happiness, we can turn that light back on.
José N. HarrisYou can't force love, I realized that. It's either there or it isn't.
If it's not there, you've got to be able to admit it.
If it is there, you've got to be willing to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love...
Tell me what it is that you are hiding behind your eyes.
Tell me of the pain, so I can make it go away.
Tell me what it is that you are missing in your life.
I want to be the angel who takes care of your soul.
Finally I’m alive in your love.
There is so much tenderness in your heart.
There is so much spirit in your smile.
But it is your innocence mixed with mischievousness that I love.
I am with you to protect you for the rest of my life.
Finally I’m alive in your love.
Do not let anything dilute your smile ever again.
To see you happy I would do anything, mi amor.
You are the woman that I dream of late into the night.
It is because of your smile that my life has meaning once again.
Finally I’m alive in your love.
And every day my love grows stronger for you.
And the sadness that I once carried is forever gone.
I thank destiny and God for putting you in my life.
Since you came into my world, my dreams have all woken up.
Finally I’m alive in your love.
Había una vez,
Una vez, cuando fuistes mía.
Me acuerdo de cielos,
Reflejada en tus ojos.
Me pregunto dónde te encuentras?
Me pregunto si
Piensas en mí?
Había una vez
En tus sueños más distantes?
Por una vez, el mundo era nuevo.
Nuestros cuerpos se sentía el rocío de la mañana,
Que da la bienvenida al nuevo día.
Y no nos podíamos separar.
Me pregunto si a ti te importa?
Me pregunto si ay aún recuerdo de mi?
Había una vez,
En tus sueños más distantes?
Y cuando suena Enrique...
Y cuando las palabras son
Conmovido por el dolor...
Cuando suena la música,
Oigo el sonido.
Tuvia que seguirlo,
Había una vez.
Una vez bajo las estrellas,
El universo era de nosotros.
El amor era todo lo que yo sabía
Y todo lo que sabía eras tu.
Me pregunto si usted sabe?
Me pregunto si te piensas en eso?
Había una vez
En tus sueños más distantes?
Había una vez
En tus sueños más distantes,
que te recuerdas de mi?
Don't let your plans or goals become more important than yourself, or the ones you care about! :)
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