The Kissing Bridge

El puente del beso seguirá en pie para recordarnos
lo injustos que somos a veces con los que más queremos

I’ve swum in lovely beaches without my pain were clean
I’ve talked to yellow flowers with no answer to my sins
I’ve searched faraway for the beauty… and maybe it was on me

So if they insist about the gold in the mountains
baby this time I don’t need that feverish dreams
because now my heart really knows true magic
because your smile is the nearest thing to Heaven I’ve seen

pretty angel you’re like honey, your friendship is a blessed glory,
come and dance this song with me.
I wish be looking you so close that we meet our little noses
and after kiss your sweetest lips

Because your love filling my body is the only medicine I really need.
Because your hands touching my skin is the only happiness I really miss.

I love you my wife so deep you’re the nearest thing to Heaven I will see.

La semana pasada compré en Daily Price el CD “Golden Hits” de Johnny Cash (2,5€) y mencantó tanto la canción “You’re the nearest thing to Heaven” que tardé sólo 2 horas en hacer mi propia versión. Y además me he animado a cantarla… pero para que Risto se quede tranquilo: Yo no soy cantante ni lo quiero ser, al cruzar la barca le dije al barquero…
www.newwooder.com/Rafadealkala/TheKissingBridge.mp3

Abraziños!