however much you want

Con el paso del tiempo y la distacia que eso otorga, sin vendas en los ojos ni puntos de esperanza, siempre con la ventaja de de poseer el conociemiento a base de confianzas que han ido creciendo, se vuelven a vivir melancolías ya conocidas y sensaciones de vértigo en completa sintonía con imperfectos finales que siembran un bucle infinito. Para todas esas personitas, más o menos cercanas, que se de primera mano que no estais en el mejor momento...

"It is impossible love, our love,
however much you want.
But was so beautiful love, our love,
though it was a minute long.

I saw you walk to me, love, for me,
and felt your skin on me.
There were no courtesies love, my love,
and no formalities.

And I am standing proud of doing nothing
and I am standing eager to do something
and I am standing lacking in your love ...

I´m not a lady´s man, love, my love,
you just have got your charm.
I swear that all the words, love, I used,
were all refusing you.
But was incredible love, our love,
though it was a minute long.
And it´s is impossible love, our love,
however much you want"