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Dear woman, colon
Don't make me suffer, coma
Today I decide to write you letters of sincere love
You see it
Your little affection is a hole
That pierces my love
And without your kisses on my vest, nothing covers my skin
Period and then
As you see, I only think of you
I'm not interested in Perestroika or basketball or Larry Bird
And a fixed-term suffering I carry in my chest, woman
Love me again, fill yourself with me
I have a life, only with you, baby
Dear woman, colon
Don't make me suffer, coma
It's the second letter I write
And I receive nothing from you
I no longer care if there's light in the neighborhood
Or if inflation will increase
I only live to take refuge
Naked in your heart, period and separate
Swear to me, that's what I want, you see
Take that insurance policy if I die of love
And at least talk to me on the phone, some comfort of love
Love me again, fill yourself with me
I have a life, only with you, baby
My sky, my home, my hole of love, I gave you everything
Dear mommy
Remember the past
I write you a thousand letters
The mailman looks for them and you haven't given me anything
No, no, your dreams woke up, look
all my passion
wrapped in a flame all of affection
And a little bit of love is what I ask of you
No, no, no, no, without you I give up
and in the pocket of my vest, look
I have nothing left, I gave you everything, yeah
Dear mommy
My golden dream
Remember to collect from the insurance
That I'm dying, that you haven't given me anything
not even Perestroika
not even a baseball game
I only live
Measuring the path to kiss your mouth
I write to you and I write to you
and I receive nothing
the ink runs out
From my pen and I love you more
love without chains
they release Mandela
that in the pocket of my vest, look
I have nothing left, I gave you everything, yeah
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