Let it flow to these eyelids
Let me fall like a drop
The relationship is a small word
Why spread in vain
It's hard to understand yourself
How can I explain
To get back to him
Then let's separate once
Don't call me from behind
I may not return
'Don't call me from behind I may not return' - Calling from behind is a bad manner. A call from the front is less likely to go in vain.
what a beautiful poem what a lovely creation no wonder this is a very small world but your poem has been all over heard well done poetess
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the cruelest joy it can be soft as velvet but turn into a handful of thorns, we try so hard to communicate with one another but we still cants see the others words. A beautiful poem Shakira, it touches well on the subject of loss and love so well, thank you for sharing.