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Alejandro
Hey baby
your poetry
Keep poems and cheer to yourself

I'm not asking that be sunny
I'm not that there to be a party every Friday
Nor do I ask you come back begging
If you're crying dry eyes
about her
Oh my love, it hurts so
It hurts so
That you left without saying a
Oh my love, losing you was

Alejandro
I know I haven't a saint
But I can it up to you

Man live on bread alone
Nor do I on excuses

Alejandro
We only learn from
And today I know my heart is

Better that for yourself
Take that to some other dog
And lets say

Sanz:
I can't ask winter to spare a rose
I can't ask an elm to pears
I can't ask the eternal of a mere
And go casting thousands of pearls
swine

Alejandro
Oh my love, it so much
It hurts so
you no longer trust my promises
Oh my love, you has been torture
I I haven't been a saint
But I can it up to you

Man live on bread lone
Nor do I live on

Alejandro
We only learn mistakes
And today I know my is yours

Better save for yourself
Take that bone to other dog
And lets say

Alejandro
Listen, baby, you go
Listen, baby, don't get
From to Friday you have my love
Saturday to me and you'll be better off
Listen baby, punish me anymore
you, out there I have no peace
I'm just a man,
I'm the bird that returns to its
I I haven't been a saint
And I'm not of stone

Man live on bread lone
Nor do I live on

Alejandro
We only learn mistakes
And today I know my heart is

Oh after all I've for you
It was such to lose you
It me so that it's like this
Keep on crying
I,
I'm not going to cry you