I'm dying to beg you not to leave me, my love. I'm dying to listen to you say the things you never say. But I shut up and you leave. I still have the hope of being able one day to not hide the wounds that hurt me when I think that I love you a little more every day. How long are we going to wait? I'm dying to hug you and you hug me so hard. I'm dying to have fun and you kiss me when I wake up settled in your chest until the sun appears. I'm getting lost in your scent. I'm getting lost in your lips that come closer whispering words that reach this poor heart. I'm feeling the fire inside me. I'm dying to meet you, to know what you think to open all your doors and overcome those storms that want to destroy us. To look into your eyes, to sing with you at dawn to kiss each other until our lips wear out and to see your face every day. To grow that seed, to create, to dream, to let everything arise putting aside the fear of suffering. I'm dying to explain to you what's going on in my mind. I'm dying to intrigue you and to keep being able to surprise you to feel every day that arrow when I see you. ¿Quién más dará lo que digan? ¿Quién más dará lo que piensen si esto es lo que es cosa mía? Y ahora vuelvo a mirar al mundo a mi favor. Vuelvo a ver brillar la luz del sol. I'm dying to meet you, to know what you think to open all your doors and overcome those storms that want to destroy us. To look into your eyes, to sing with you at dawn to kiss each other until our lips wear out and to see your face every day. To grow that seed, to create, to dream, to let everything arise putting aside the fear of suffering. I'm dying to meet you, to know what you think to open all your doors and overcome those storms that want to destroy us. To look into your eyes, to sing with you at dawn to kiss each other until our lips wear out and to see your face every day. To grow that seed, to create, to dream, to let everything arise putting aside the fear of suffering. www.mooji.org