Hace dias que te observo
He contado con los dedos
Cuantas veces te has reido
Una mano me ha valido.
Hace dias que me fijo
No se que guardas ahi dentro
A juzgar por lo que veo
Nada bueno, nada bueno.
De que tienes miedo
A reir y a llorar luego
A romper el hielo
Que recubre tu silencio
Sueltate ya! y cuentame
Que aqui estamos para eso
Pa' lo bueno y pa' lo malo
Llora ahora y rie luego
(estribillo)
Si salgo corriendo, tu me agarras por el cuello
Y si no te escucho, Grita !
Te tiendo la mano tu agarras todo el brazo,
Y si quieres mas pues, Grita [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/jarabe_de_palo/grita.html ]
The word of friendship, to me, the new beginning of an open
door. This door leading to friendship includes honour, trust and admiration, and sometimes, it can lead to so much more.
I have learned through true friendship, we learn a vast knowledge
of ourselves; our friends we have true concern in; their strengths
and weakness, we gain true value in self and in their lives.
I have learned long ago to see only good in others,
whether it be in our spouses, our sisters, our brothers, or our friends. If we cant begin on a clean slat by seeing good in others,
then where are we allowing ourselves to begin?
For us to be a good friend and to relate, we need to put
our emotions on the line and learn to communicate. To me a true friend is like a hidden treasure
~ its beauty lasts forever.