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Was the rain,
traveled all this winter,
was too much Maybe to me,
in there,
make my mind floating under the rain,
a safe my dreams to live, mmm
that didn't let me breathe,
but he wouldn't let me out.
Because it was inside me,
all this,
the birds sometimes sang to sleep,
as asking if you still stay another day,
as it gets dark,
wishing that time was like before,
Praying every night without fears,
not to sleep,
waiting to you close to a virgin.
It was all about you,
I didn't want to curse my mistakes,
it was all about you,
don't miss this trip,
'Cause I could only go on
in my heart this is deep,
and the rain was everything,
he went all over it this winter,
over my house in loneliness.
Candles around me, all this years,
make me feel,
like i'm floating quiet in myself,
the hurt is behind.
septiembre.'22
traveled all this winter,
was too much Maybe to me,
in there,
make my mind floating under the rain,
a safe my dreams to live, mmm
that didn't let me breathe,
but he wouldn't let me out.
Because it was inside me,
all this,
the birds sometimes sang to sleep,
as asking if you still stay another day,
as it gets dark,
wishing that time was like before,
Praying every night without fears,
not to sleep,
waiting to you close to a virgin.
It was all about you,
I didn't want to curse my mistakes,
it was all about you,
don't miss this trip,
'Cause I could only go on
in my heart this is deep,
and the rain was everything,
he went all over it this winter,
over my house in loneliness.
Candles around me, all this years,
make me feel,
like i'm floating quiet in myself,
the hurt is behind.
septiembre.'22
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