You with the inocensia conquistaste
of my life every part
with you he was born again
I gave you every craving
and weaving in the distance the moment of returning
Everything was falling in the vacuum
and I felt that my love from your hands escaped
and he went back thinking
everything that one day gave life to the heart
It will be that you fell in love with other hands
it will be that the wind no longer blows in my favor
it would be that everything that was fantasy
you have forgotten when we make love
It will be that I am in the habit of having you
let the emotions pass the passion
it will be that nothing will be like before
why we let so much illusion escape
It will be that you fell in love with other hands
it will be that the wind no longer blows in my favor
it would be that everything that was fantasy
you have forgotten when we make love
It will be that I am in the habit of having you
let the emotions pass the passion
it will be that nothing will be like before
why we let so much illusion escape
Only among all we can make this a better place :)