There's a saying,
you do not know what you have,
until he loses it.
I saw you cry
you lived the monotony,
and I heard you speak,
but he was the one who understood you.
And I steal that treasure of elf,
and now I understand it was value.
That the defects are not covered
with pre-tests,
and I feel a grudge instead.
There go and tell him that I hate and hate him,
for having what was mine,
although I was the culprit.
That today I consider him an enemy,
lamenting the loss,
in the battle for your love.
Recalcale that I do not sleep at night,
imagining that in sex,
He devours you with passion.
I lack courage to admit,
that at your side I was a chiquil,
and sumbria supero.
I add that today I reveal myself,
embidiose and selfish,
impulsive without control.
Believing that I was the only one,
that you would love that stupid.
So-and-so with the prize,
and I the loser.
I saw him arrive,
and I do not think it would matter,
and began to conquer,
making you my enemy.
And I steal that treasure of dunde,
and now I understand it was value.
That the defects are not covered
with pre-tests,
and I feel a grudge instead.
There go and tell him that I hate and hate him,
for having what was mine,
although I was the culprit.
That today I consider him an enemy,
lamenting the loss,
in the battle for your love.
Recalcale that I do not sleep at night,
imagining that in sex,
He devours you with passion.
Ma lack madures to admit him,
that at your side I was a chiquil,
and sumbria supero.
I add that today I reveal myself,
embidiose and selfish,
impulsive without control.
Believing that I was the only one,
that you would love that stupid.
So-and-so with the prize,
and I the loser.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)