2014-06-14

Three Words

Listen the confession of my secrets,
it is born from a heart which it is empty.
With three words I am going to tell all my things,
things about the heart that are wonderful.
Give me your hands, come, take mine,
I am going to trust to you my own anxiety,
they are only three words my distresses,
and those words are "I love you".
(Fortunately they can be three in English)Lyrics

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  1. Matthew MosleyJune 14, 2014 at 3:38 PM

    Listen TO the confession of my secrets,
    it is born from a heart which it is empty.
    With three words I am going to tell all my things,
    things OF the heart that are wonderful.
    Give me your hands, come, take mine,
    I am going to trust to you my own anxiety,
    [] only three words ARE my distresses,
    and those words are "I love you".

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  2. RobertoJune 14, 2014 at 4:08 PM

    Thanks a lot.

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