"Smoke rise the problem
constant disappointment rises
the ghosts that vanish
the morning: run, anyway!
and never forget
- don't forget me.
Do not let me forget;
I am your piggy
regurgitating pearls.
I'm on your link,
its weak time
to silence;
indiscreet in his face
and looking this way.
I am the guitar sound distorted ...
Don't Go!
Let me finish,
leaving a shirt button,
let a smile of approval,
leaving something that makes me believe
continue for
in a night of passion and perplexity".
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