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:: Laura es el rostro en la luz nebulosa.
Pasos que sientes al final del pasillo.
La risa que emerge en una noche de verano.
Que nunca puedes recordar del todo.
Y ves a Laura en el tren que atraviesa
Esos ojos, que familiares te parecen.
Ella te dio tu primer beso
Esa era Laura, pero ella es solo un sueño
Laura by Billy Eckstine from the album 100 Greatest Hits
Pasos que sientes al final del pasillo.
La risa que emerge en una noche de verano.
Que nunca puedes recordar del todo.
Y ves a Laura en el tren que atraviesa
Esos ojos, que familiares te parecen.
Ella te dio tu primer beso
Esa era Laura, pero ella es solo un sueño
Laura by Billy Eckstine from the album 100 Greatest Hits
Laura is the face in the misty light
Footsteps that you hear down the hall
The laugh that floats on a summer night
That you can never quite recall
And you see Laura on the train that is passing thru
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura but she's only a dream
Footsteps that you hear down the hall
The laugh that floats on a summer night
That you can never quite recall
And you see Laura on the train that is passing thru
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura but she's only a dream