booming
the
I said,
then I said,
leave it.
It burned for a moment,
the fire caught fire,
it extinguished and the sun sank.
Ropes broke from cotton,
dreams were destroyed.
You are not honest,
you know, you are not uncomfortable.
Even if you are not, there is love,
you are neither profit nor loss.
Place yourself empty.
My skin is young,
my body is longing
If you are proud,
you are in love, you are not in love anymore
Ropes were pulled from the cotton,
dreams were destroyed
You are not honest,
you know my dear,
you are getting uncomfortable
If you are not in love,
you are not in profit,
you are not in loss
You are not honest,
you know my dear, you are getting uncomfortable
If you are not in love,
you are not in profit,
you are not in loss
Whatever the one who loves you does,
let him do it, he is getting empty himself