Los Claxons el aire

And every time
I look at your photograph
you make me smile
I like your look
Your word
Your way of hugging
I like the direction you you take
your photos, your flowers and even your cake
I am amazed at the time you said you I LOVE
and you didn't stop crying
That black is always always black
Your way of being
And of doing
And sometimes I doubt that I deserve so much
I don't get tired of shouting that I love you
I don't get tired of falling into your arms
You never leave me, you don't leave me, you don't leave me
To surprise
And every time< br/>I look at your photograph
you make me smile
I like your silence
Your promise
Your way of kissing
I like the line of your hand
/>The trip around the world flying, flying, flying
Your way of loving
And seeing
That sometimes I doubt that it deserves so much
I never tire of shouting that you I love
I don't get tired of falling into your arms
I don't get tired of shouting that I love you
I don't get tired of falling into your arms
You never leave me, you don't leave me, no you leave me,
to surprise
You don't leave me, you don't leave me, you don't leave me,
to surprise