Ay payita mÃÂa
Keep your poetry
Keep your joy for yourself
(Oh, give me, give me, give it to me)
I don't ask May every day be sunny
I don't ask that every Friday be a holiday
Nor do I ask you to come back begging for forgiveness
If you cry with dry eyes and talking about her
br/>Oh love, it hurts me so much
It hurts me so much
That you left without saying where
Oh love, it was torture to lose you
I know that I have not been a holy
But I can fix it love
Man does not live by bread alone
And I do not live by excuses
You only learn from mistakes
And today only © my heart is yours
You better keep all that to yourself
To another dog with that bone
And we say goodbye
I can't ask that winter forgive a rose bush
I can't ask the elms to deliver pears
I can't ask eternal things from a mere mortal
And go around throwing thousands of pearls to the pigs
Oh love, it hurts me so much It hurts me so much
That you no longer believe in my promises
Oh love, it is torture to lose you
I know that I have not been a saint
But I can do it fix love
Man does not live on bread alone
And I do not live on excuses
You only learn from mistakes
And today I know that it is yours my heart
You better keep all that to yourself
To another dog with that bone
And we say goodbye
(Oh, give me, give it to me)
Don't get off, don't get off
Hey, black girl, look, don't give up
From Monday to Friday you have my love
Leave Saturday to me, it's better
Hey My black woman, don't punish me anymore
Because out there without you I have no peace
I am just a repentant man
I am like the bird that returns to its nest
I know that I have not been a saint
And I am not made of cardboard
Man does not live by bread alone
And I do not live by excuses
br/>You only learn from mistakes
And today I know that my heart is yours
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, everything What have I done for you?
It was torture to lose you
And it hurts me so much that it is like this
Keep crying, sorry
I, I, am not going to cry today for you

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