You are for me the ink of my verses, my song
When I feel the loss of your arms it makes me sigh
Deep inside you, the desires are lost, the illusion
That one day you left in my hands and today I see it fly
And give me three minutes please, one to listen to your
Sweet voice and another to empty this pain that kills me today
And give me three minutes please one to listen to your sweet voice and another to empty this pain wishing you heart
Deep inside you, the desires, the illusion are lost,
that one day you left in my hands and today I see her fly
And give me three minutes, please, one to listen to your
Sweet voice, another to empty this pain that kills me today
And give me three minutes, please, one to listen to your
Sweet voice another to empty this pain