Carlos Alberto Bustillos

INTIMATE

Sometimes,

I look at you, and I love you,

it makes me tender to see you.

Sometimes I get a little bit out of myself,

it gives me so much tenderness,

to see your struggle.

So much struggle,

dreams,

And I see you,

I hear you,

in my twilight.

So many dreams, so much struggle,

hearts, that feel, that suffer,

who seek to triumph in their dreams in the world.

So many souls, struggling,

surviving,

so many.

Souls,

Hearts,

and sometimes I feel you,

even though we are far away.

In those intimate moments,

I feel tenderness, so many dreams,

dreams of glory, or just of being able to survive.

Strangers I will never meet,

dreams in hearts that beat far away.

Delicate stories in those faraway hearts,

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Dedicated to the singer