En un principio nos amamos,
y lo escribimos en pizarras
con la fecha, y en libros,
y en la corteza de varios arboles
del vecindario.
Me acuerdo el tiempo cuando
nos agarraron, y forzadamente nos mandaron
a quitar nuestras siglas del pared
en el parque. ¿Te acuerdas?
Si, solo para encontrarlas escrito
de nuevo la mañana siguiente en
el mismo lugar.
¡Como vuela el tiempo, Mercedes!
¿Aún Te quiero, sabes?
¡Escribate ésto!
¡Escribate ésto vieja mia!
¡ A-ú-n...T-e... Q-u-i-e-r-o !
¡Asi es!
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We loved at the beginning
and we wrote it on blackboards
with the dates, and in books, and on the tree-trunks
throughout our neighborhood.
I remember the time when we
were caught, and they forced us to
remove our initials from the wall
in the park. Do you remember?
Yes, you're right, only to find them again
the following morning, right
where they were before.
How time flies, Mercedes!
"I still love you, you know?"
"Write that old girl!"
Hurry... hurry!
"I... S-T-I-L-L... L-O-V-E...Y-O-U"
Yes, that's it!
Adding your comment:
Just sensational! You have done credit to yourself here with this beautiful memorable piece. What visions you have planted in my mind. When I was a kid, we had a lovely stream that ran behind the home and here, we carved our initials in the rocks along its edge. This is really a frolic back in time i guess for many who read this. Sorry you are still having computer problems. Do you want to borrow my 12 gauge? lol! Thanks for the great read.
