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My name is Sara im 16 years old and i love Spanish stuff but sadly :( i am not fluent in spanish YET ;). I also love Turtles and the color Purple

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Un Muchacho
A Boy

In summer, I knew a very cute kid
A boy that lives in Madrid
A deep smile and dark skin
So difficult to resist
He knows about what is spoken, what carries me, brings me
He sings to me and makes me laugh
When the breeze of fall after summer has arrived
He had to go

Before he left he told me what he heard

That I was not going to feel (the fear)
And this was like no other boy
And he knew what to say (I love you)
He promised me he'd return
He always carried me with him
And his heart stays only for me

I’ve known a boy
That dies for my bones
I’ve known a boy
He promised me the sky
I’ve known a boy
That I really sweet talk to
I’ve known a boy
That calls me at all hours
That tells me I’m his queen
And that he wants to carry me
That my hair is like gold
And my eyes are a treasure
He has to steal me

I had received a message in my home
That he dreams of being here
That without being able to hug me and fill me with kisses
He dies and cannot sleep
He wants to be here, sitting on the beach and looking at the moon
In the place where he kissed me
I launch myself in the air
And I ask him that I want him to love me again

Give me everything that I need, boy

Is that you think about me (again)
And that you return tomorrow beside me
And say again (I love you)
All the things you said yesterday
That later left me so sad
I want you to listen to only me again

I’ve known a boy
That dies for my bones
I’ve known a boy
He promised me the sky
I’ve known a boy
That I really sweet talk to
I’ve known a boy
That calls me at all hours
That tells me I’m his queen
And that he wants to carry me
That my hair is like gold
And my eyes are a treasure
He has to steal me

I’ve known a boy
That dies for my bones
I’ve known a boy
He promised me the sky
I’ve known a boy
That I really sweet talk to
I’ve known a boy
That calls me at all hours
That tells me I’m his queen
And that he wants to carry me
That my hair is like gold
And my eyes are a treasure
He has to steal me

Early this morning a very long letter arrived from Madrid
It was accompanied with a bunch of flowers and good news
Only for me