Shakira

if it is already hour
to hide of the world
the pain
under the skin
I k estare well the cats
like I they
fall standing
up nonkiero to play my l
uck x you I
cannot with
v pekeña to live when estare
of aki very very f
ar there I go away again there
I leave Madrid you
your routines of
skin your desire to flee nonkiero
I cowardly
k m makes suffer better
I say good bye to
him to your mouth of anise
if it is already
hour to clean the honey spots
on the table cloth
I never knew to act and my lips
are seen died of thirst
nonkiero to leave it everything
at random I
understand k I have begun
to hinder soon estare of
you very very far