The love passes, the pain passes and the bitterness passes,
what worries happens, the train passes sometimes and sometimes it does not pass.
And it happens that I tell you everything,
because sometimes it happens that I do not say anything
and then you forget that I love you so much
And the so much goes to you.
And sometimes it happens that we schedule the sorrows,
We passed courses of unhappiness with ten.
Here it smells like grief that kills and hits
without pain or glory, love dies,
here it smells like crying, from the crying that wets
walls of the sky and shores of the sea.
And here? it smells like grief that kills and hits
without grief or glory and wounds of love.
Pasa was waiting for you
if you are by my side, if it happens to you,
is there so much fri? outside
and here? In the end it freezes us.
Come on, I'll tell you everything
because sometimes it happens that I do not say anything,
and then you forget that I love you so much,
and the so much goes to you.
Sometimes it happens that we schedule the sadness
We passed courses of unhappiness with ten.
Here it smells like grief that kills and hits
without pain or glory, love dies,
here it smells like crying, from the crying that wets
walls of the sky and shores of the sea.
Here it smells like pain that kills and hits,
without pain or glory, love dies,
here it smells like crying, from the crying that wets
walls of the sky and shores of the sea.
Here it smells like grief that kills and hits
without pain or glory, love dies,
here it smells of weeping, of the crying that wets,
walls of the sky and shores of the sea.
Here it smells like grief that kills and hits
without pain or glory, there are wounds of love ... WOUNDS OF LOVE
Only among all we can make this a better place :)