[Beautiful popular song that the mysterious pilgrim heard a basque shepherd, "Ander Guisasola", whom sang for a maiden of la Mancha named Ana; more often known as: "freckles". The pilgrim observes and seems to learn.]
Maite Zaitut (I Love You)
I want to be your skin in the winter
So the cold can't get inside you.
I want to be the light in your path
Sun in the night, fresh water in the sea.
To be the door that doesn't let in
the long silence and the loneliness.
To be different bodies with the same aim,
to be, sweetheart, to be me in you.
And if I must break the chains that tie me
to the routine, I'll shatter them,
and if I must move mountains that in my mind
don't let me see you, my love, I'll move them.
Let God be my witness when I say I won't fail you,
I'll be your counsel, baby, but not your judge.
Time taught me that the nourish for love
is trust, respect and a matress.
[Beautiful popular song that the mysterious pilgrim heard a basque shepherd, "Ander Guisasola", whom sang for a maiden of la Mancha named Ana; more often known as: "freckles". The pilgrim observes and seems to learn.]
Maite Zaitut (I Love You)
I want to be your skin in the winter So the cold can't get inside you. I want to be the light in your path Sun in the night, fresh water in the sea.
To be the door that doesn't let in the long silence and the loneliness. To be different bodies with the same aim, to be, sweetheart, to be me in you.
And if I must break the chains that tie me to the routine, I'll shatter them, and if I must move mountains that in my mind don't let me see you, my love, I'll move them.
Let God be my witness when I say I won't fail you, I'll be your counsel, baby, but not your judge. Time taught me that the nourish for love is trust, respect and a matress.