Huellas

Symptoms of love, the illusion was born that's how I met you

I fell in love with you

I lived in solitude, I didn't know the other way of loving

Love story

The illusion was born

And the first kiss arrived

And the caresses, your smile, the poetry, and the breeze

There were no words, our gazes spoke

It was the most beautiful and sublime of love

And it passed and passed

And your belly throbbed and passed and passed

And our love has already blossomed

Life has sorrows that fade with time

And when they leave us fruits

The footprints never burn

And I will love you even if you're not here

Even if life breaks me, even if my days end

Begging in body and soul

Begging on my knees to see you again

Love story, the question