Something what invades to me,
everything comes from inside
Never what it satiates to me,
I always want, hungry wolf.
All I have left great
not to be with you.
You know, wanted darte
always a little more than what I request to you.
You know that I will dream,
if you are not that I wake up to me with you.
You know that I want more,
not to live itself single with 5 senses.
This sea every time keeps but sunk boats.
Your you are air, I paper,
where you go I I will go away,
if I remain in the dark
light of madness sees and alumbrame.
Somebody said sometimes
by the mouth the fish lives
and I am saying it,
you I am saying it again.
It tell me because questions
whichever there am echao to you of less,
if in each song that I write heart
you are the accent.
I do not want nomadic star,
I do not want to see the aurora
I want to watch your eyes of the color of the cocaine user
You know that I will dream,
if not these that I wake up to me with you.
You know that I want more,
not to live itself single with 5 senses.
This sea every time keeps but sunk boats.
Not these with me whenever I sing to you,
I make songs to be with you,
because I write just as I bleed,
because I bleed everything what I write.
I have realized whenever song
that if nonsong not what I say.
The pain is dancing with the weeping
and when it wants it will dance with me.
The hardly single life lasts awhile
and it is what I must to be with you
for decirte what never song,
for cantarte what I never say.
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