My best friend R. sent me a song some days ago. He's a Mexican living in Japan, and from time to time he misses the heat of his land and women. I told him he is a romantic, living in the wrong place, after the wrong girl, but he keeps saying it is never the wrong place nor the wrong girl. At least, this is an old good song.
Today, on my way to work, a dude jumped on the the train and started playing the very same song, Besame Mucho, right in front of the BCN Airport, where so many loves appear or get lost.
Bésame, bésame mucho, como si fuera esta noche la última vez.
Bésame, bésame mucho, que tengo miedo a perderte, perderte despúes.
Quiero tenerte muy cerca, mirarme en tus ojos, verte junto a mí.
Piensa que tal vez mañana yo ya estaré lejos de ti, muy lejos de ti.
Mawkish, isn't it? Yeah, it is, unless it's true.
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