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To I am talking to you but is wasting time, To you as you step away from the and melancholy cry, If ever I was the truth because the truth has always been a lie, To I am talking to you but you forgive mother what I am saying.
To you that you 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 these with their feet, To you I am left alone when you were in my company, To you and you do not anything, To you and you do not anything, anything.
To I am speaking to you as deaf and resigned, To you who sleep with your pride and you stop your resentment cheap, To you you like to go martyr apportioning 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 with 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 these thinking with their feet, To you I am left alone even 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 have anything, and I at least This syndrome quererte of both. To you and you do not anything.
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