Three stars & one sad poem

Sad poems is what I write,
Ever since you walked away,
all my tears wet the paper
as if it was ink of my pen.

Every day, every nite
looking for your smile;
in the rays of the sun,
in the bright stars.

Those tears fill every page
of a story that never ends.
So many miles, so few smiles;
when are you coming back?

Maybe next summer, or next life.
We'll go flying
where time never ends,
loving each other till the end.

My poems are sad because they're mine,
but the feelings are yours
like the kisses and the hugs
that everyday I store for you.

Come ,
get them,
I'll be waiting
under three stars.

Rios de lagrimas

Ríos y ríos de lágrimas / forman ríos y ríos de amor / me dijo mientras me besaba la frente y luego me dijo adiós. / Ríos de sueños que yo se muy bien / que nunca se harán realidad / fluyendo en mis venas y mi soledad / conmigo para siempre estará. / Si un segundo ha durado la vida / yo viví un millón de veces más / y no me arrepiento de haberte querido / pero sí de no haberte matado mientras pude / un segundo ha durado mi vida / yo viví un millón de veces más / y no me arrepiento de haberte querido pero sí... /Si un segundo ha durado la vida / yo viví un millón de veces más / y no me arrepiento de haberte querido / pero sí de no haberte olvidado mientras pude. / Ahora el sol ha dorado mi cara / aún el sol brillará mucho más / tan solo me queda el recuerdo de tu alma y tal vez.../
Sergio Rotman
Fabulosos Cadillacs - Rios de lagrimas


Happiness for one poor mortal is relevant, I've paid in grief far more than my share, yet I still feel the pain.
The smile of a stranger , the thought of a memory, good place to start to look for my sorrow and her happiness.
Pockets full of emptiness and a picture covered in dust, travel with me through a river of tears.
As my dreams walk in a darklight, and the path seems blurry behind, a search must be better away from your hands.
You know where I am going, don't worry about me, if I ever drown, I'll learn to swim.
Time to move on, I start to walk, my sun has to arise before yours.
Cause tonite, my heart and my soul must go on with no one by their side.

Your smile

Now that I'm feeling sad,
I imagine your face;
it brings me a smile.
You always did,
and you still do.
Your mysterious yet charming smile,
it takes over my thoughts.
Now far, far away;
yet close , close to my heart.
Every time I touched your face,
you thought I was being gentle,
but that wasn't the whole truth;
I was filling my soul,
through my fingers,
through your smile.
You always did,
and you still do.