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