Presentimiento
Miguel Aceves Mejía
Premonition
Not knowing you existed, I desired you, before meeting you, I guessed you
You arrived at the moment I was waiting for you,
There was no surprise at all, when I found you
The day you crossed my path,
I had a premonition of something fatal
Those eyes, I said to myself, are my destiny,
and those dark arms, are my noose
The day you crossed my path,
I had a premonition of something fatal
Those eyes, I said to myself, are my destiny,
and those dark arms, are my noose
