To thee I am to you, which you do not hear, To you what you spare me darías light to turn on, To you that you play to earn when you well that I have everything, To thee I am to you but you little amount, what I am saying.
To thee I am talking to you but is time, To you as you step away from the and melancholy cry, If ever I said was the truth the truth has always been a lie, To thee I am talking to you but you forgive what I am saying.
To you you lack the courage to fight for you, To you you consuelas with Channel cover the of my kisses, To you and you do not anything, To you and you do not anything, anything.
To you who disregard thinking with their feet, To you I am left even when you were in my company, To you and you do not anything, To you and you do not anything, anything.
To thee I am speaking to you as and resigned, To you who with your pride and you stop playing with resentment cheap, To you you to go martyr apportioning blame that are yours, To thee I am to you because no one else is that he understands I am saying.
To you you lack the courage to fight for you, To you you consuelas Channel cover the traces of my kisses, To you and you do not anything, To you and you do not anything, anything.
To you who disregard thinking with their feet, To you I am left alone even when you in my company, To you and you do not anything, To you and you do not anything, anything.
To you and you do not have anything, and I left at syndrome incurable quererte of both. To you and you do not anything.
To you you lack the courage to fight for you, To you you consuelas Channel cover the traces of my kisses, To you and you do not anything, To you and you do not have anything,