So often in my life, I confuse your eyes with my soul,
and there are so few times that you look at me,
as the night reveals my desire to love you,
my thirst to put fire to your waist,
with those kisses that once were given,
return to my fortune.
This love of the moon, this love of the moon,
It hangs around my bed and doesn't let me sleep,
This love of the moon, this love of the moon,
It never denies you, what else do you want from me,
This love of the moon, dream that disappears,
Your love doubts, you no longer want me.
And you reproach me for the time, that I don't involve you,
you think you forget me, so You mistrust me, how badly you imagine,
how the night strips, my desire to love you,
my thirst to put fire to your waist,
with those kisses that once were given,< br/>back to my fortune.
This love of the moon, this love of the moon,
It hangs around my bed and doesn't let me sleep,
This love of the moon, this love of the moon,
He never denies you, what else do you want from me,
This love of the moon, a dream that disappears,
Your love doubts, you no longer want from me.

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