Connor Mcleod

A writter lost in the body of IT

Ganas Locas

Tengo unas ganas locas
de tomar el primer avión y raptarte
de decirte que te equivocaste
que esa noche debiste besarme

Tengo unas ganas locas de mostrarte las estrellas
y decirte el nombre de cada una de ellas

Tengo unas ganas locas de llevarte al mar
y sentarnos a escuchar las olas aullar

Tengo unas ganas locas de volverte a ver
Quizás algún día eso pueda suceder.



Translation (to the best of ability, bear in mind spanish sounds much more melodic than english):


I have a crazy desire
to take the first plane and kindap you
to tell you that you were wrong
to tell you that night we should have kissed.

I have a crazy desire to show you the stars
to tell you each name of them

I have a crazy desire to take you to sea
to seat and listen the waves howl

I have a crazy desire to see you again
Perhaps, someday this will happen again.
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