That smile on your face
When I call your name,
Is enough to make me know
I'll never be the same.

Esa sonrisa en sus cara
cuándo llamo sus nombre,
es bastante hacer conoco
quero nunca seré el mismo.

This is about Chica Chocolate.

Baby girl, they can't take our love away,
I dream about it at night!

la Fille bébé, ils ne enlevent pas notre amour
J'en rêve la nuit!

Chica bebé, no qiutan nuestro amor
¡Sueño con ella por la noche!

Ragazza bebé, non portano via nostro amore
La sogno di notte!

 

Comment: The word I used for "baby" is the word for a small children, presumably there a word with the connotation of "baby girl" in English in each of these languages, but my dictionaries are very vague when it comes to the differences between synonyms.

Crystal's version:#

Ragazzina, non possono portare via l'amore nostro
Ce ne sogno di notte!

On top of Mt. Breeze,
the wind whipped my face,
at the bottom,
the devils whipped my back.

En lo alto de Monte Brisa,
el viento azotó mi cara,
en el fondo,
los diablos azotaron mi espalda

Aujourd'hui ma chérie, tu es l'élue,
et demain, mes embrasseuses --
elles sont toutes pour toi

Nessuno conosceva il mio
malato d'amore cuore, e
 
Nessuno conosceva il mio
numero uno vero amoroso
 
Io non sapevo, fino io
ho incontrato suo.

i should've asked you to ride on the bumper cars
it was my first chance to ask you on a date
that moment, long ago, i relive each night in bars
like everything i've done, i'm year late, in this case eight#

it's not the time, or the season, that reminds me of you
because if that were the case, there's still eight months to may
i should've took you driving around town, but the chance is through
i'm such a baby when i think about you, i try, i pray#

just to look in your eyes again, to hear your voice
i'd talk for hours, so i can see you nod and whisper a word
i'd buy flowers before a movie, that would be ladies' choice#

of this obsession with love i'll never be cured
i'll see your memory and it will love at first glanced
i'll justify it with anything to make it work, to be assured#

i'll tell myself it's okay, i never liked the way you danced#

we're a world apart, and you stalk me in my mind.
i know it doesn't go like this but "you're none of a kind"
"stop me before i say too much", but i need to say
forever you have been my crutch, but i don't want it that way#

remember, that first day we met, that day in my dreams
i bring it up, you say you'll never forget, whatever that means
that night we went dancing, on bridges, it was like a song
i made you smile, just by being cool, how could that be wrong?#

remember when we were both in third grade,
i spent all day on that valentine, you barely even looked
in it i asked to hold your hand at the holiday parade
that day when ignored me for so long, i've been forever hooked#

i know it's not true, but i'll live forever in my head
i'll be forever a year in the past, just last spring
i'll close my eyes and pray, every night before i goto bed#

pretty soon we'll have a fine dinner, where i'll sing
a secret serenade for you, i'll kneel on one leg with the ring
"after a while you can make yourself believe anything#

i'm making myself believe in you."#

techne buzzes around me
it's frightening power blinds
is it something, something to see?
or getting in the way of love of all kinds?#

someone said, that i've got smart
but if you ask me, i'm missing that part#

everything to me in only skin deep
including those eyes and face
(forgive me for being an internet creep)
but it's for girls like that, that i chase#

and i here i prove my hypothesis
that writing is sex, not eternal bliss#

the only true love, is that in art
how you define it is up to you
it's one place wheres there's no chart
if it's all you want to get to#

just like you can't force tomorrow
forcing love or art leads to sorrow#

a girl who i went out with later sent me an email apologizing for being lame, i wrote her this in reply
---------- #

i don't think you're very lame
but i wouldn't be surprised if you though the same
except applied to the person with my name
the next time we play this game
#

i had a nice time seeing you on the couch
even if when i was sitting on you you said ouch
so to apologize i'll let you feed me mulch
#

that wouldn't be very good for my tummy
unlike the things we eat that are yummy
especially with you dear, my chummy
#

and last but not all
i do hope that you should call
to plan a date, maybe to the mall
"because you make me feel so tall"
#

the summer before i was a sophomore in high school, i was dating this older college woman and she thought i was older than i was. we had a really cute romance that worked out very well, i'd often go visit her at the apartment she shared with her friends. when she found out how old i was it felt so stupid, and i was, because i went from being this person she really cared about to being some sort of joke and a huge let down. i wrote this poem in tears on the way back to my house that night. i was such a stupid teenager.
-----#

i'm driving miles from you
on a road that hurts my head
with every town i pass thru
i get farther from your bed#

the whole road is ups & downs,
my memories in the cool night air
are interrupted by all these sounds
and i'm worried you'll never again care#

when i close my eyes
even after all my tries
all i hear are your sighs#

that night when you saw through me
that night when you made me return my key#

sitting around, alone in my room
writing a poem, alone in my room
wishing you were here, with me in my room
i'd look in your eyes, here in my room
#

and you could tell me all about your day
as long as it's you and me, i'd have it any way
#

i'd admit that i'm wrong, every time i am
i'd tell you that you look great, every time you did
my heart will be so full, every time i'm with you
#

i told my mom i liked you sooo much
she warned me it might just be a crush
but i told her what it's like when we touch
how every contact makes me turn to mush
#

so come on over today
and tell me you're here to stay
in my room all day
#

i found an old email exchange from the day of my high school graduation, when some one told me that they had a nice day before and after seeing me. that day i felt really depressed and had a pretty bad day. this is what i wrote her back.....
----- #

today i was up early and went to work
and after that tragedy, it was to my graduation
and with that woe, while others popped the cork
i was alone, sad, and lacking any congratulation #

it was next i went today eve's place
and that was pretty alright
as i got to see your face
but after being spun around, my stomach was quite a fright #

then it was time to drive around in the rain
then sit at my house, feeling insane #

so i felt i should write a few of the singular word
until it was time to chance it alone to what i heard #

would be a nice showing
of the movie for which i was going #

but when you watch a movie alone
the torment is just so much
that it's hard to capture it, even in poem
so i'll just say it was bad like such and such #

so there you have my awful mid weekend
with its tiny moment of you, a godsend #

and while i glad it was good for you
to say i'm not envious wouldn't be true #

i used to go out with this girlfriend when i was in high school and i thought we were in love, because i was such a compassionate young boy when we broke up it broke my heart... at least until i met someone new at the end of the summer. but if you forget that bit this poem i wrote for her seems okay. i saw her a while back and she's still just as beautiful as she ever was. oh ya, and that summer we broke we both went to a show and while i was dancing her and her new boyfriend took a picture of themselves with my camera, i don't think they knew it was mine but i was pissed off about it. i was sooo lame.
------ #

every night i can't wait for my covers
they're like a magic cape
from when the only girl's eyes were my mother's
and my mouth was always a gape #

everything back then was so amazing
like the first time i saw your blue
and your scent that drives my crazing
it's your smile, that makes every time new #

which is why i love to sleep
it's the only time i see you any more
and the only time i stop the weep
from this broken heart i can't cure #

so please call me when you read this
so i can answer the phone with some style
and you'll say "je, it's you i miss"
that's when my smile will grow a mile #

so let's fall in love again
just like as if the bad things
between us had never happen #