mañana...

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.
.
you,
with your moonshine eyes
and your envious mouth
that doesn't give, that doesn't give,
that doesn't give at all.
you, with your lover
and friend the wind
that ruffles your hair
and reveals all your dreams.
twisted, rebellious, crazy,
in love with yesterday
and tomorrow and with the desire
of what i want to be,
and tomorrow,
if there is a tomorrow,
i will be...