I find odd you
As if stranger the nights without stars
As the beautiful mornings are found odd
Not to be with you, for God, as it hurts me
You estrango
When way, when I cry, when river
When the Sun shines, when fz very cold
Poque I feel you as something very mine
I find odd you
As the trees find odd the autumn
In these nights I do not conciliate sleep
You do not imagine love, as I find odd you
I find odd you in each step that I feel solitary
Each moment that I am living the daily one
I am dying love, because I find odd you
I find odd you
When the dawn starts to give colors
With its virtues, all its errors
Because you want I do not know, but I find odd you