Oh love!
Tell me how I should do
To tear this desire away from me
That won't even let me eat
And what it gives me when I see you
Tell me how I should deny
br/>That I love you and I worship you
That you are my reality
And my most secret dream
Love, I extend my hand to you
So that you forget about him
/>You know well that I love you
And that I have kept quiet about it very well
Don't act and let's talk
This must be clarified well
I won't have a single cent
br/>But I am more of a man than him
I have always known you
And I have always adored you
I know you better than those
Who have even kissed you
Oh love!
Tell me how I should do
To tear this desire away from me
That won't even let me eat
And what it gives me when I see you
Tell me how I should deny
That I love you and I worship you
That you are my reality
And my most secret dream
Go on, tell him that in your bed
You feel my passion
That between wet sheets
You give yourself ardent
That I am your only man
Tell it to people
That I please your whims
I am different
That you wrap yourself with my lips
At the time of loving you
That even in dreams you give yourself to me
To devour you
And this luxury that I maintain
It is not to buy you
Why do you want so little?
If you have enough
Oh love!
Tell me how I should do
To tear this desire away from me
That won't even let me eat
And what does it feel like when I see you
Tell me how I should deny
That I love you and worship you
That you are my reality
And my most secret dream
And You ask about him
Who is almost like my brother
Honey, it won't go well for you
Open your eyes early
Before it starts to rain
And nostalgia makes you damage
Before I repent
And curse you begging
Oh love!
If for money is your contempt
Sometimes love is foolish
I have paid a very high price
Keeping me silent
Tell me how I should deny
That I love you and I worship you
That you are my reality
And my most secret dream
br/>(Oh love!)
These are the things of love
Some lose, and others win
You cry when you love
And one is not reciprocated
And Time will be a witness
That I am not wrong
And even if you think I am crazy
Listen carefully to what I tell you
I will do things to you over time that hurt you
And that will be your sentence
If money does not erase your sorrows
Here I wait for you, my baby
In the hospital room
of a strange illness
my heart is dying of sorrow and pain because it does not have your love.

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