Me Va a Extrañar
Miguel Angel
He Will Miss Me
Every morning the sun gave us,
On the face upon waking up.
Every word I uttered to her
Made her dream.
It wasn't rare to see her in the garden
Running after me,
And me letting myself be caught,
Without a doubt, she was happy.
It was a good idea
Every suggested thing,
To watch the soap opera on TV,
And tell each other everything.
To play eternally
The fair game of seduction.
And to end the fights
Always on the couch.
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He will miss me, upon waking up.
In her walks through the garden,
When the afternoon comes to an end.
He will miss me, when sighing.
Because the sigh will be for me,
Because the emptiness will make her suffer.
He will miss me, and will feel,
That there will be no life after me,
That one cannot live like this.
He will miss me,
When he feels like
Sleeping and caressing.
At noon it was an adventure in the kitchen,
She enjoyed my antics, and laughed.
Every caress rekindled the fire in our fireplace,
It was easy to spend the winter in each other's company.
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He will miss me
And will feel,
That there will be no life after me,
That one cannot live like this.
When the day comes to an end
When he feels like sleeping
He will miss me.
