Sunday, 31 August 2008

Emotionally yours



What does it have Mumbai's sky that after you leave the megapoli you still seeing it on your mind? In there dissapears all the noisy horns of his million cars, the smell of all the rubbish on the street and the real fact of millions of people in the extrem powerty living on the slums.










What does it have the face of their children? always happy though they don't have any reason to smile for, always shinny though their society gives them few hope in the future to dream on.












What does it have the simplicity of their life?
that your learn quickly to eat with you bare hands, that you don't need TV nor your fancy clothes nor a simple warm water shower anymore.







Are they living on the same dream than me?


Come baby, find me, come baby, remind me of where I once begun.
Come baby, show me, show me you know me, tell me you're the one.
I could be learning, you could be yearning to see behind closed doors.
But I will always be emotionally yours.

Come baby, rock me, come baby, lock me into the shadows of your heart.
Come baby, teach me, come baby, reach me, let the music start.
I could be dreaming but I keep believing you're the one I'm livin' for.
And I will always be emotionally yours.

It's like my whole life never happened,
When I see you, it's as if I never had a thought.
I know this dream, it might be crazy,
But it's the only one I've got.

Come baby, shake me, come baby, take me, I would be satisfied.
Come baby, hold me, come baby, help me, my arms are open wide.
I could be unraveling wherever I'm traveling, even to foreign shores.
But I will always be emotionally yours.

1 comment:

kaotika_amelie said...

Algún día....

Algún día, sí señor.

Lo sé.