How ironic it is to love you
That today I close my eyes, and I can see you
That I wake up and live a dream
That without anything I am the owner
For having passed through your mind
/>How ironic it is to love you
That today I close my eyes, and I can see you
That I take off and continue to the ground
That I am alive and that heaven has come to me
For have you
Today I give you my voice
My heaven, my foolish hands for touching your black hair
Today I give you this irony
This great philosophy
This life that was born , to love you
How ironic it is to love you
That today I close my eyes, and I can see you
How ironic it is, that when you see me
Time becomes slow
And The world is barely here
I started running
And I'm playing
Without fear of losing
Today I give you my voice
My heaven, my foolish hands to touch your black hair
Today I give you this irony
This great philosophy
This life that was born, of loving you
This great philosophy
This life that was born, of loving you

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