He/she doesn‘t give me shame to say
That you were everything for my.
But I cannot admit
That he/she wanted to repeat it.
Alone so many moments
Impressive alone
Lost in the sidewalk.
There was not neither your rake
The street was so deserted, the awake night.
Languages with immense trust
As if you were the owner, of the pant that covers me
All that I was is what I am
With what I came yesterday it is with what I leave
Of my memory it erases you
And already by day went to bed.
Alone he/she needs to scream during one century
Anything but, and no longer eras anything
Because you are no longer anything, anything, anything...
Languages with immense trust
As if you were the owner, of the pant that covers me.
All that I was is what I am
With what I came yesterday it is with what I leave.