| The argument finishes to me
and the methodology
whenever one appears in front
to me your anatomy
So that this love no longer understands
of advice, nor reasons
it is fed on pretexts
and it needs trousers
this love does not allow me
to be still on
so that until it has already broken to me
the heels
although it raises to me I will return to fall
if you approach nothing he is useful
for this useless one
Gross, it blinds, sordomuda,
clumsy, stubborn fret and,
he is everything what I have been
by you I have become
in a thing that does not do
another thing but that love you
I think about you day and night
and not like to forget you
How many times I have tried
enterrarte in my memory
and although it says no longer more
it is again the same history
so that this love always knows
to make me breathe deep
it already brings me by the left
and of fight with the world
If it could exorcise to me of your voice
if it could escape to me of your name
if it could take the heart to me
and to hide me not to feel to me
again
Gross, it blinds, sordomuda,
clumsy, stubborn fret and,
he is everything what I have been
by you I have become
in a thing that does not do
another thing but that love you
I think about you day and night
and not like to forget you
Ojerosa, skinny, ugly disheveled,
clumsy, idiot, slow, foolish, deranged,
completely uncontrolled
your it realize and you do not say anything to me
one has become me
the head a nest
where only your you have asylum
and you do not listen to me what I say to you
it watches well what you are going to do with me
Gross, it blinds, sordomuda,
clumsy, stubborn fret and,
he is everything what I have been
by you I have become
in a thing that does not do
another thing but that love you
I think about you day and night
and not like to forget you
Gross, it blinds, sordomuda,
clumsy, stubborn fret and,
he is everything what I have been
by you I have become
in a thing that does not do
another thing but that love you
I think about you day and night
and not like oto forget you
Gross, it blinds, sordomuda,
clumsy, stubborn fret and,
he is everything what I have been
by you I have become
in a thing that does not do
another thing but that love you
I think about you day and night
and not like to forget you… |
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