Soy tu mejor amigo tu pañuelo de lagrimas, de amores perdidos. Te recargas en mi hombro tu llanto no cesa, yo solo te acaricio. y me dices por que la vida es tan cruel con tus sentimientos? I am your best friend. Your handkerchief(scarf) of tears. Of lost loves. You recharge(overload) yourself in my shoulder. Your weeping does not stop. Alone I caress you. And you say to me for that the life. Is it(he,she) so cruel with your feelings?. Alone I embrace you. And I console you. You ask for thousand me concejospara to protect you. Of your near(next) meeting. Saves of that I you take care. What you do not know is that. I wanted to be this for whom. You stay awake and despair. I wanted to be your weeping. This that comes from your feelings. I wanted to be this for whom. Your you were waking up deceived. I wanted that you were living. Of my always inspired love. You continue meeting me. And you ask me if something. Passing. And I not that to do. If your you knew that I am dying. It(He,She) wanted deecirte what I sit(feel). But I am afraid of that me rechazes. And that alone in my mind. Live forever... Because of it I wanted to be this for whom. You stay awake and despair. I wanted to be your weeping. This that comes from your feelings. I wanted to be this for whom. Your you were waking up deceived. I wanted that you were living. Of my always inspired love. I wanted to be ... your weeping. Your life... I wanted seer... Your weeping your life..
Posted on: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 21:14:27 +0000
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