He/she doesn't give me shame to say

That you were everything for my.

But I cannot admit

That he/she wanted to repeat it.

Alone so many moments

Impressive alone

Lost in the sidewalk.

There was not neither your rake

The street was so deserted, the awake night.

Languages with immense trust

As if you were the owner, of the pant that covers me

All that I was is what I am

With what I came yesterday it is with what I leave

Of my memory it erases you

And already by day went to bed.

Alone he/she needs to scream during one century

Anything but, and no longer eras anything

Because you are no longer anything, anything, anything...

Languages with immense trust

As if you were the owner, of the pant that covers me.

All that I was is what I am

With what I came yesterday it is with what I leave.