Hay escritas infinitas palabras:
zen gol bang rap Dios fin.
Hay tantas cosas
yo sólo preciso dos:
mi guitarra y vos.
Jorge Drexler
I saw you. You looked at me. I spoke to you. You knew me. I smiled at you. You intimidated me. I touched you. You unbalanced me. Then we kissed. If you can imagine it, then you can make it.