Because you are so beautiful and at the same time so difficult
because life happens and happens
and I love you to my side
if you treated me like a dirty and abandoned toy
if you do not understand that loving
it's more than kissing
I envy everyone that love found
that mine does not work
in bloom in bloom that I already tired of this
I just wanted to decorate the nights
with your brunette face
and tell you there are hearts
fleeing the storm
Sometimes I watch her cry and cry
thinking about what he could
and it was not at the end
see the clouds cover the stars
stars that just want to look at you
because you are the cradle that messes with nothing
because you are the rain that you have to wet
without you I should tie you with stories
stories that I never want to see finish
I loved her so much that I
for her moria
God knows that well
she is the queen of my inspiration
why I suffer
The muse of my love
I look for in the memory
I do not find me past
The bells and more bells
that my soul has heard
you know well that the last
border would have taken you
that the paths of life
you have to catch them with your hands
Sometimes I watch her cry and cry
thinking about what he could
and it was not at the end
see the clouds cover the stars
stars that just want to look at you
orque you are the cradle that messes with nothing
because you are the rain that you have to wet
without you I should tie you with stories
stories that I never want to see finish
I loved her so much that I
for her moria
God knows that well
she is the queen of my inspiration
why I suffer
The muse of my love
Only among all we can make this a better place :)