Ansiedad
Los Angeles Negros
Anxiety
Anxiety of having you in my arms
whispering words of love
anxiety of having your charms
and kissing you again on the lips
Anxiety of having you in my arms
whispering words of love
anxiety of having your charms
and kissing you again on the lips
Maybe your thoughts are making me cry
your tears are pearls falling into the sea
and the sleepy echo of this lament
makes you present in my dreams
Maybe you're crying remembering me
and clutching my portrait with frenzy
until your ear catches the wild melody
and the echo of the sorrow of being without you
Maybe you're crying remembering me
and clutching my portrait with frenzy
until your ear catches the wild melody
and the echo of the sorrow of being without you
