It stays like stone in my senses
playing with my skin and his childhood.
He takes my pigeons to his nest
I taught them to fly and to know.
My loneliness became impossible in his voice
divided? the moon between two
taking your part.
It's true
That woman came in? in my song
And not be? simple shut up
his love.
With a list of stars the hair is tied
the waist is decorated with the sun
and then slowly enter my thinking
remaining complete in my illusion
And my loneliness turned impossible in his voice
I divided the moon between two
taking his part
It's true
That woman came into my song
and not be? simple quiet your love
and not be? Simple to silence your love.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)