If there is nobody to that you want to speak tonight
By call me
Not you are again quiets nor a second
After my door...
They see here you do not know whichever waits for you
By the nights that sleep you do not know that it is to die after
Or to be in favor drunk and single of you...
There are not many reasons to speak
Of which this time can happen that you have gotten tired to plan Always your life without querer..
Sin to want.
They see here you do not know whichever waits for you
By the nights that me sleep you do not know that it is to die after
To sometimes be able to have lived by you and nonknowledge that to make Before the dawn and I not lose itself...
They see aqui you do not know whichever hopes to you
With the nights that me sleep you do not know that it is to die after
Or to be in favor drunk single of you you do not know whichever hopes to you....