All night long
I walk through the streets all night long ...
Searching my rest who did not come.
Love what you want, without rest,
Alone, for withheld love and heart ...
Looking for my backwater, a single affection,
At the end of an illusion, a chimera brute.
No more will sleep so alone.
I need company, until a bitch ...
I know I should not ask for more,
Since in other you live arms, but I ask you ...
Do not let the nostalgia living here
Pains and sorrows of I say goodbye.
Give me thy love once more.
Otherwise the night swallows me, maybe ...
MARCOS LOURES
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