I want to see
your laughter all day
listen to the melody of your voice
Qusiera be the brightness of your eyes
The comb your naked glory
the corner that you see when you walk ...
I want to see
your laughter all day
listen to the melody of your voice
Qusiera be the brightness of your eyes
The comb your naked glory
the corner that you see when you walk ...
The shape of your lips
and I want to be your last pain
I ask you this wound cures
I know very well that is not your duty
only if cushion my fall will be my salvation ...
I promise to try not to hurt
I promise you all that I
I promise to give you my heart without hesitation.