Nathalie, a tráves de la distancia

"Nathalie, I still remember the tragic, tired and over - night my heart, I remember trembling pale, suffered not know how long it lasts me this melancholy love for you, for your absence and your present ghost that stuns me and frightens by nights. Your young virgin body, your hair is scent of my youth was the same smell of my morning that deadened the fall of my dreams, awakening my senses. Nathalie even remember you when you were mine in my arms, with my lips, naked soul in my heart. " NATHALIE, I remember you