Eleonora Aldea Pardo @ 2020.
Sharin’ horizons that are new to us, watchin’ the signs along the way. Talkin’ it over just the two of us, workin’ together day to day. Together. And when the evening comes we smile, so much of life ahead. We’ll find a place where there’s room to grow.
‘Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul, I can tell you there’s no place we couldn’t go
I like the way you squeeze my hand, pulling me into another dream, a lucid dream. I’m getting lost in your curls, I’m getting crushed out on the things that I only I should see. They’re not for boys, they’re just for me.
In you I’ve found so many things, a love so new, only you could bring. Can’t you see it’s you? You make me feel this way. You’re like a first morning dew on a brand new day.
Come take my hand, I won’t let you go. I’ll be your friend, I will love you so deeply. I will be the one to kiss you at night. I will love you until the end of time.
I’ll be your baby, I promise not you let you go. Love you like crazy, swear you’ll never let me go.
Éste es el Diego. Le dicen Cazador porque tenía un sello que se llamaba Sello Cazador con el que editó algunos de mis discos favoritos de bandas chilenas bacanes como Fother Muckers, La Reina Morsa o Protistas. También son los discos favoritos de muchos chilenos más, y cuando estoy en locales llenos de gente que vienen a ver a las bandas que su sello editó, me gusta recordarlo y sentirme orgullosa.
El Diego es mi mejor amigo.