Octiris

To you I am speaking to you, to you the one to you that does not listen you that with which exceeds to you you would give the light me to ignite the days To you that you play to win to me when you know well that I have given everything it you I am speaking to you to you although it concerns little to you what I am saying To you I am speaking to you to you Although is to waste the time To you that I so far pass the rigor to you of the weeping and the melancholy If I never said the truth it were because the truth always went a lie To you I am speaking to you to you although it is not worth to you what I am saying To you that you need the value in order to fight by you To you that you are consoled with cubrirte of Channel the tracks of my kisses To you that you think that no longer you have left nothing.... To you that by spite these thinking with the feet you that you even left me single when you were in my company To you I am speaking you to so deaf and resigned you To you that you sleep with your pride and you let yourself touch cheap with your resentment. to you that you think that no longer you have left nothing, you have in your hands your passport to the happiness