the one who forgets is because I never love
the one who loves more than twice I cry
the one who cries is because he remembers and longs
Some love that I leave that I leave
the one who wins does not stop smiling
the loser can never be happy
the one who suffers always curses and spits
that love that once made him suffer
my heart is one of the few that are delivered without
measure is not that I want to remember who
I forget that forgetting is not given to me I'm not given
your heart is a stone that does not feel or breathe
If your promises were gold I would be a
important millionaire to your ribs
the one who wins does not stop smiling
the loser can never be happy
the one who suffers always curses and spits
that love that once made him suffer
my heart is one of the few that are delivered without
measure is not that I want to remember who
I forget that forgetting is not given to me I'm not given
your heart is a stone that does not feel or breathe
If your promises were gold I would be a
important millionaire to your ribs
Only among all we can make this a better place :)