She was tender, she was cute.
Not enough for young Juan: you know, unborn kids may think that love is uncool.
He was socially accepted but he never had a thought about everything that belongs to
Sadly we know than soon or later that april comes to end, then adolescence doesnt’t forgive and we
N: Juan my friend, how do you do?
J: I’m fine, I live in Iquitos me too, do you remember when we were young? When we played
chess,and you always won.
N: You called me nina,and my father was still alive.
Y: Do you remember when he used to sang?
N: He was the first to make you understand that music and guitar would have become your life, but
now please tell me: have you got a wife? No, seriously, are you still not engaged?
I’m a mum, instead, I’ve got two children and guess what: the first one is called Juan, Juan like you.
If I were honest I’d say that all nights, sunsets or sundays or other fake happiness
I only wanted that you smiled when I told you that funny joke
You were serious and watching me you told me I was just a dork.