El 12 de octubre fue mi aniversario de boda y hoy os enseño el look que llevé para celebrarlo y es que ocho años, bien lo merecen. Os dejo con la letra del bolero que bailamos aquel día y que tanto significa para mi. Feliz viernes!!.
Ay! mi piel , que no haría yo por ti
por tenerte un segundo, alejados del mundo
y cerquita de mí.
Ay ! mi piel, como el río Magdalena
que se funde en la arena del mar,
quiero fundirme yo en tí.
Hay amores que se vuelven resistentes a los años,
como el vino que mejora con los años,
asi crece lo que siento yo por tí.
Hay amores que se esperan al invierno y florecen
y en las noches de otoño reverdecen
tal como el amor que siento yo por ti.
Ay ! mi piel, no te olvides del mar
Que en las noches me ha visto llorar
tantos recuerdos de tí
Ay ! mi piel, no te olvides del día
que se paró en tu vida,
de la pobre vida que me tocó vivir
Hay amores que se vuelven resistentes a los años
como el vino que mejora con los años
así crece lo que siento yo por ti
Hay amores que parece que se acaban y florecen
y en las noches del otoño reverdecen
tal como el amor que siento yo por tí
On October 12 was my wedding anniversary and today I show you the look that I wore to celebrate it cause eight years well worth it. I leave you with the letter of the bolero that we dance that day and that means so much to me. Happy Friday!!.
Ouch! My skin, that I would not for you
By having a second, remote from the world
And near me
Ouch! My skin, as the Magdalena River
That melts in the sand of the sea,
I want fundirme in you.
There are love affairs that become resistant to the years
Like wine that improves with time
Grows well what I feel for you.
There are love affairs that are expected to bloom in winter
And on the nights of autumn green
As the love that I feel for you.
Ouch! My skin, do not forget the sea
That night I saw mourn
So many memories of you
Ouch! My skin, do not forget the day
To be stopped in your life,
Of the poor life that I lived
There are love affairs that become resistant to the years
Like wine that improves with age
Grows well what I feel for you
There are loves that seems to be just blooming
And in the evenings of autumn green
As the love that I feel for you
I for you ... you ... like the love that I feel for you
By having a second, remote from the world
And near me
Ouch! My skin, as the Magdalena River
That melts in the sand of the sea,
I want fundirme in you.
There are love affairs that become resistant to the years
Like wine that improves with time
Grows well what I feel for you.
There are love affairs that are expected to bloom in winter
And on the nights of autumn green
As the love that I feel for you.
Ouch! My skin, do not forget the sea
That night I saw mourn
So many memories of you
Ouch! My skin, do not forget the day
To be stopped in your life,
Of the poor life that I lived
There are love affairs that become resistant to the years
Like wine that improves with age
Grows well what I feel for you
There are loves that seems to be just blooming
And in the evenings of autumn green
As the love that I feel for you
I for you ... you ... like the love that I feel for you
DRESS: ZARA
NECKLACE: ZARA (HERE)
BOOTS: ZARA (OLD)
