There's my ...
that for a love
which I lost
there is my god, what will I do?
I'd rather die...
and not exist
and not exist ...
which withered flower ...
(Chorus)
Sad my tired eyelids cry
when looking at that if I turn off the lamp
that illuminated my love with great encouragement
when you showed more candid ...
but seeing that you are so antipatico
and with me you show yourself
my pupils no longer find tears
to cry...
my loneliness.
(Chorus)
Sad my tired eyelids cry
when looking at that if I turn off the lamp
that illuminated my love with great encouragement
when you showed more candid ...
but seeing that you are so antipatico
and with me you show yourself
my pupils no longer find tears
to cry...
my loneliness.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)