Corriente de la conciencia (en inglés)

Let me explain...

She is beautiful, she has a perfect body, and a beauty face.
She is a woman, a real woman...
I... I am a little girl. A little girl that fell in love with the mistaken man.

This feeling is like a prison, I can't escape... Really, I don't wanna escape.

I think you in the morning, evening, night...

Sometimes the air is full of love, so much, that my heart implode and explode.

But, I saw her, in this picture, and her smile stole me the force to believe in a future together.

When I remember the precious moment, I feel happiness.

I wish be with you, can say "we".

And everytime that you try say goodbye forever, you come back or I don't agree. And I see again the morning getting up with you. And every conciliation give a new force, a new hope.

I look you, and I try find some defect, something that I could hate, but... For my eyes, you are perfect, the person that I always wanted.

I wanna think that you will choose me, it's difficult, I know, but this and your kisses are the only thing that I have... of you.

Is fun to look oneself in the spoon..

(Porque yo pienso en inglés, con puntos y comas)