".... There are leaves that cling to the branches because they do not want to ever, there are stars that cling to the sky because they realize the end, you know, there are drunks shake the glass because it is always the last one is scary, There are birds that feel the shot count and how much remains.
And it's only a matter of time it takes to save a man, when the sky is waiting for a flash, waiting for a guitar sound, a girl with a heart in my throat, so that his love can not finish, or the time before the word that you never wanted to say ...
And you, how long do you have?
you, how much love you?
I do not lose you will never look at the bottom of this road, you know, you, how much time you have, how much time you have, how much love you?
There are guys who close their eyes and destroyed in another time, but then there are old men who would give everything for a moment, there are letters that do not come, kisses that are imaginary, there are trains that are wondering when finish the tracks.
And there are poets who ask God for another day to say something, and the gardeners at night lying with his nose on the stem of a rose, there are children waiting to turn off the light when they come, and men have defied time because someone is happy.
And you, how long do you have?
you, how much love you?
you just know this, you know, has only this, you know.
You, how much time you
You love what you have:
is nothing
nothing happened, you know,
just tell me if I lost or did not I ever lost, how long have you?
how much time you have, how much love you? ... "
A time for you
An hour for me
A time for us
A time for which
An hour for tomorrow
