Why do I crawl at your feet?
Why do I give myself so much to you?
And why do I never ask
for anything in return for myself?
br/>Why do I stay silent,
when you know how to hurt me
with all those reproaches
that I don't deserve from you?
Why in bed I spin around
while you pretend to sleep?
But if you want, I love you
I can't pretend
You have become the point
that nails my feelings
You have become the saddest zone of my regrets
But it turns out that I
without you I don't know what to do.
Sometimes I vent
I despair because
you are the serious problem
that I don't know how to solve
I always end up in your arms
when you want to have me...
You are the one serious problem
that I don't know how to solve
I always end up in your arms
when you want to have me.

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