Chiapas

Young and free you are,
With your magical smile,
You run fast at least,
In the nicely paradise.

Without shoes or clothes,
You live in your own world,
And the food is not a problem,
Because you are free as god.

Play children play,
And forget about the world,
Just imagine all the joy,
In the beauty of your world.

All the hunger in your eyes,
You can counquer all the smiles,
But remember my old son,
That you are free as god.

Jaime Aymerich

Copyright 2005 Jaime Alberto Aymerich

I'M Thirsty

To see the sun...
To born again...
I'm thirsty...
To find the love...

To touch the sand...
To have your smile...
I'm thirsty...
To be your man...

To kiss the sky...
To feel the life...
I'm thirsty...
To touch your hand....

Jaime Alberto Aymerich

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Life

Life is great,
Weird but great,
Life is everything,
Love and hate,
Life is you,
Beauty and soul,
Life is me,
Weak and strong,
Life is a friend,
To talk and tell,
Life is the world,
Tears and joy,
Life is the ocean,
Huge my friend,
Life is understand,
That there is a god,
Life is the pasion,
To create a song,
Life is in you.
Life is love.


Jaime Aymerich

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My Lost Love

The time goes by...
The day and night...
And I remember...
Your lovely eyes.

We use to talk...
We use to walk...
We use to play...
With sand and love.

We touched the sky...
With love all night...
We heard each other...hearts.

You went away...
To other place...
The day you died...
And I remember...
Your lovely eyes.

I wont regret...
Because I have...
And I remember...
Your lovely eyes.

Jaime Alberto Aymerich

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Mine

I satand, no turning back...
This game is mine...
If you believe...
You can beat me...
Just look that I am here...
No turning back...
This war is mine...
With love and peace and mind...
I am awake and such alert...
Talking with my heart...
I lost before...
I felt in love
But now I know its mine...

Jaime Aymerich

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Old Friend Of Mine

We neglect who we are,
We just see like a blind,
In the storm there is calm,
In my heart there is you.

I forgot who am i,
I forgot that we smile,
I remember your face,
Old friend of mine....

Where have I been,
What have I do ?
When I tortured your heart
Old friend of mine...

I forgot who we are...
I forgot thet we smiled...
Oh my memory comes back
Old friend of mine...

I am sorry if I did,
I cant be without you,
And my help will be yours,
Old friend of mine...

Jaime Aymerich

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My god princess

when you talk to me...
the earth shakes...
the sea vibrates...
the hurricanes go mad.

and I pray to you ,
and I ask you....
to come back to me,
to be with me.

when you look at me...
the wind is a tornado...
the fire is a flame,
the volcano makes eruption.

because you are my god princes
the most beautifull
and you know to love
how I love you.

you know to heel me with your hands,
you know to clean my heart.

and I pray to you, to come back
to be together in eternity.


Jaime Alberto Aymerich

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Loyal Friend

Infinte space,
Serenity flight,
Impatient wind,
Eternity love.
I imagine mountains,
And a sweet sea,
I breath peace.
And I decide to be,
Confronting your eyes,
I start to admire.
I blow away the evil,
Of the stong hurricane,
And I dream awake,
With your heart beat
My strong friend.
I find you again,
In all lives,
Smiling to play.


Jaime Aymerich

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Lucia

Owner of the sea,
Friend of the sand,
Companion of the wind,
You are just one of a kind.

You paint with your thoughts,
With the magic of your love,
And the italy you touch,
Bringing echo to this world.

Donatella is her name,
She is the queen night and day,
And lucia still remembers,
All the magic of sundays.

All the flowers in the spring,
Donatella pick and sing,
And the scent of old days,
Make lucia of love and fate.


Jaime Aymerich

Copyright 2005 Jaime Alberto Aymerich

An old man smiles,
The sea goes wild,
And we are together in the sky.

I touch your soul,
With blue and love,
We sing together more and more.

Life continues and demands
To see the beauty of your eyes.
And together we are one.

Jaime Aymerich

Jaime Aymerich

Jaime Aymerich

He sits in a wheelchair,
He paints like a god,
He is happy as a king,
In his kingdom of love...

In the crossroad they met,
Two artists of love,
And the desert stopped,
To watch them make love.

Neither sadness nor legs,
Will keep them apart,
But the storm in the desert,
Falls over their lives...

Now the tears in her eyes,
And the passion she has,
Will make this love last,
To the end of all times.

Jaime Aymerich

Jaime Alberto Aymerich

Copyright 2005 Jaime Alberto Aymerich