What did you do to me?
Tell me, what did you do to
me?
I do not understand.
That is, in what drawer did my
heart guard?
Where did you leave my reason?
And he answered:
I must tell you that I do not
have the answers,
I deeply regret if your loss
It causes some pain ...
But if it's any consolation,
you should know something ...
When I heard her voice my
reason became crazy to tie,
Did not respond to oblivion
and I, however much I ask,
In you do not stop thinking
My heart gave to his, all the
illusion, deliberately fled and today my body walks without his heartbeat, it
is the heat of our intense hours that now keeps me alive.
So, I wish that everything was
clear.
This between you and me has
been a one-on-one.
