I can feel it around me
it's the ocean calling my name
in every wave of my heart beat
what I hear is always the same
Each life that makes noise
every sound that I've ever heard
nothing like a voice
something I've never discovered
Sometimes are like a drum
and others a sweet flute
or even a guitar strum
but all of them so cute
In the end I'm still hearing
but I know there's no scape
it's just my heart begging
to see your pretty face
Por Yago L. Marcelino
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