I used to wrote poetry on Spanish.
You're My Star
I guess my words are nothing now
Should I say that we weren’t real?
Do you remember the falling snow?
The day you asked my heart to steal
Have you forgotten now my song?
The melody I played on the cold
To make you see that we were strong
To walk tomorrow on fields of gold
Please tell me now, do you feel greed?
In the place you are they’re breaking free
Now everybody has what they need
Now that they found what worth to see
I’m asking now if you can hear me
Can you feel me in the place you are?
While here I’m still sitting in our tree
Looking the sky now that you’re my star.
Jesus Quezada Sanchez
