| The illusion leaves my
as the air when breathing, uh, uh, uh.
Your love already lost it
as a dream to the awakening.
The moon will come out,
again another time and your,
my love, you won't be.
(Choir)
Aveces doesn't understand,
not you what I sit down,
he/she wanted to know that I made bad.
And I could never tell you,
that I die for that are here,
to be strong is my desición.
Your memory is a flower,
the perfume of your voice, uh, uh, uh
your silence is a rumor,
that me full with pain.
And in some corner
of my heart, love,
always your you will be.
(Choir)
Your smile is in my,
your memory you is,
take off this pain.
He/she wanted to know how to understand,
as repairing the pain,
that I sit down in my heart,
if I no longer have you my love.
(Choir x2)
yeah, aha, my desición, uhu.
Your memory is a flower,
the perfume of your voice. |
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