Dear Claire, "What" and "If" are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will. All my love, Juliet

Sé que me equivoco muchas veces y sé que a veces tengo razón. Y otras veces fui culpable de una gran equivocación. No sé si el destino sostiene el timón de mi vida pero va en dirección prohibida en el túnel del amor. No sé si prefiero días iguales o días distintos ya guardé mi instinto asesino en un cajón.

And I wonder if I’ve ever cross your mind

For me it happens all the time

It's a quarter after one,
I'm a little drunk
And I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call
but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without,
I just need you now.

Deja que ruede, como el aire entre las hojas,

 todo es oro todo es sal que llegará el día,

 que no quemen sus recuerdos, que se apagará el dolor.

Personalmente creo, que todo esto es una locura

Todo sigue igual
todo sigue igual de bien,
siguen los amigos que quiero tener.
No me puedo quejar.