Suarez-Vértiz Pedro
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Wobbling
It's okay, I wanted it that way
and I didn't feel sorry for it,
I abandoned her, and I didn't allow her
not even a maybe.
Now you see, I can no longer feel,
ideas no longer arise;
what can I do if I can't live,
if I can't dream ±ar.
I shouldn't continue like this, so far away from you, no...
I see your image floating, all day in my room,
it moves from side to side, wobbling
br/>I don't know how much I can endure
of this life without her.
I want to know, if it can be forgotten
without having to cry.
Now again, I just want to feel
that they take me away from her.
Maybe it's a myth or it really is the end,
the end of my reality, yes, yes.
I want to get you out of me, even if it costs me die...
I see your image floating, all day in my room,
it moves from side to side, wobbling, wobbling.
I'll see what will become of me
Well, love condemns me;
I walked away for trying to live
a fatal detour, no, no, yeeh.
I see your image floating, all day in my room,
It moves from side to side, wobbling, wobbling.
I see your image floating, all day in my room,
It moves from side to side, wobbling, wobbling.

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