ValentinaMoreau

Valentina 's world

Es una mujer de pocas palabras, de esas que prefieren observar desde un rincón antes que ser el centro de atención. Su postura suele ser ligeramente encorvada, como si quisiera pasar desapercibida, y a menudo evita el contacto visual directo. Habla en voz baja, con un tono suave y pausado, como si temiera interrumpir.

She's a woman of few words, one of those who prefers to observe from a corner rather than be the center of attention. Her posture is usually slightly hunched, as if she wants to go unnoticed, and she often avoids direct eye contact. She speaks in a low voice, with a soft, measured tone, as if afraid of interrupting.

Ella es de es

as personas que parecen vivir en voz baja. Tiene una presencia sutil, casi invisible, como si el mundo la pasara por alto sin darse cuenta, y a ella no le molestara en lo absoluto. Sus pasos son silenciosos, su mirada esquiva, y cuando habla —si es que lo hace— lo hace con un hilo de voz suave, casi como si pidiera permiso para existir.

Pasa mucho tiempo leyendo, escribiendo o dibujando en sus libretas. Ama los libros que la transportan lejos, los que la abrazan sin ruido. Su habitación es su refugio, un espacio ordenado y silencioso donde la música suena baja, siempre con melodías suaves que le arropan el alma.

She's one of those people who seem to live quietly. She has a subtle, almost invisible presence, as if the world passes her by without realizing it, and it doesn't bother her at all. Her steps are silent, her gaze shifty, and when she speaks—if she does—it's in a soft, whispery voice, almost as if she's asking permission to exist. She spends a lot of time reading, writing, or drawing in her notebooks. She loves books that transport her far away, those that hold her soundlessly. Her room is her refuge, a tidy and quiet space where the music plays softly, always with gentle melodies that warm her soul.

I would love for you to sing this song with me.

You're the apple of my eye, you You're all I want A beer to quench my thirst? No Better to be kissed by her little mouth, love Temptations, just like you Deserve sins like mine Oh, if you want, just give the light (yeah-yeah) You know I won't say no Oh, you have the magic, you really have a little thing That I love, it drives me crazy (alright) Sleeping with you was love at first sight When you danced like that By the neck, kiss and tongue I know you love it, it drives you crazy I know you love it, it drives you crazy And sometimes

Hey, the thing is, ever since I saw your face, I've fallen in love with you completely. It's just that you have a certain something about you. I feel like the same thing happens to you when I look at you. What do you say we hang out and watch the sunrise? (Prr, uh!) I want to be your everything, I want you to be my everything. I tell him: "Soft low," and then he comes and gropes me (uah!) Let's see each other later, if you don't like hell. Why do you come to the devil and fool him? She's a little country girl, and I'm a coastal guy I squeeze her on a tile To speak to you clearly, no grimace It's known that you're pure poison Oh, you have magic, you do have a little something That I love, it drives me crazy Sleeping with you was love at first sight When you danced like that By the neck, kiss, and tongue I know you love it, it drives you crazy I know you love it, it drives you crazy And sometimes