I give you the rain of my eyes, I give you the desire of my hands, for when you miss me, they continue hugging you. I give you the penultimate one I want
because as long as my mouth has a voice,
I will not stop naming you,
even if my heart hurts.
And so it will be, because oblivion
is a way of thinking about you, and although
my heart feels hurt, I don't
I have no choice but to miss you.
And so it will be, because if I deny that I will never
I loved you, I don't exist, I die waiting
with your memory, hanging on the moon
a thousand you I love you.
I will always be like this.....
I give you my tired eyelids,
oh! this nest of tied dreams,
for when you miss me,
you sit me at your side.
And so it will be, because oblivion
is a way of thinking about yourself , and although
my heart feels wounded, I have no choice but to adore you.
So it will be, so it will be...
And so it will be, because If I deny that I never loved you, I do not exist, I die waiting
with your memory, hanging to the moon
a thousand of you I love you.
That's how I will be, that's how I will always be.....
And that's how I will be, because oblivion
is a way of thinking about you, and although
my heart is feel hurt, don't
I have no choice but to miss you
This is how I will be...I will always be this way....I will always be this way

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