Fifty thousand tears
will not be enough because
sad music are you in my life.
Fifty pages
thrown to the wind because
the memory is eternal, my face is just for you
Do not return,
no you do not turn around,
I would not see me falling twice.
I like it,
that if I'm wrong is the same,
because this pain is love for you.
Fifty thousand tears
without knowing why
are a distant memory to you.
Fifty thousand tears
will not be enough because
sad music are you in my life.
Do not look at me,
do not feel the pain,
burns like a cut in salt.
I like it,
and not asking permission,
because this pain is love for you
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