RECUERDOS QUE SE DESPIERTAN...

Días que queman porque te recuerdo... días en que te estraño y te echo de menos...

Recuerdos que se van desperezando, que se despiertan y se apoderan de mi mente... y solo me permito saborearlos un instante porque en exceso queman y abrasan, arrasandolo todo o sea que solo una pequeña degustación y grito: -¡basta ya! no quiero más!
Y pasando página otra vez, como si nada, envolviéndolos de nuevo para que se vuelvan a empolvar...sólo son eso, recuerdos y nada más.

Et je chante:


I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind

Where will meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man and I was bornt to hate
And when will meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend

I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side
But you're long gone, yes you're long gone now

Where do we go?
I don't even know my strange old face
And I'm thinking about those days
And I'm thinking about those days

I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one on my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it if you were be my side
But you're long gone, yes you're long gone now 

"A bad dream"  UNDER THE IRON SEA