Before to sleep

Before to sleep

I wanna be drunk to feel a little love because there´s only love when I ´am asleep, when the Moon holds the night sky between the silent whispers of these feelings deepen inside. Dreams where her touch is the warm Sun over my skin.

 

 

The strange days by Vetusta Morla

The life goes on. It continues even if you don´t want to.

Sometimes, sometimes, you have so many doubts about your life that you can´t know what is happening.

The life is enough hard to do it harder.

Anyway, there´re points that I understand at all. Why can´t the world be a better place? Why when you are giving to best yourself to change it in a nicer placer is there someone to avoid it?

Too many questions, too few answers.

It´s just a Sunday morning and the cycle begins again.