Esta poesia, esta dedicada personalmente a la mujer con la nariz mas bonita que he conocido en la vida.
Aunque sientas el cansancio,
aunque el triunfo te abandone,
aunque un error te lastime,
aunque una traición te hiera,
aunque una ilusión se apague,
aunque el dolor gane tus ojos,
aunque ignoren tus esfuerzos,
aunque la ingratitud sea la paga,
aunque la incomprensión corte tu risa,
aunque todo parezca nada...
¡Vuelve a empezar!
This poetry, it is dedicated personally to the woman with the nicest nose that I have met in the life.
Although you feel the weariness,
although the victory leaves you,
although an error hurts you,
although a treachery hurts you,
although an illusion goes out,
although the pain gains your eyes,
although they ignore your efforts,
although the ingratitude is the pay,
although the incomprehension cuts your laugh,
although everything looks like nothing...
Begin again!
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