SONG WITHOUT LYRICS
2018 Abr 05
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SONG WITHOUT LYRICS
Funeral march for my bowels
You shield yourself with existence
So you can´t see me…
I conceal it perfectly
That was a good bye
Fragant cheating kisses are your speciality
I could be your dawn but never your sunset
I gave you all I offered
At the end…
Your language doesn´t love, it covers it up
Y leave with a miserly remembrance of
YOUR MEASUREMENTS BETWEEN MY HANDS
Traducido por : Liliana Carrera
2018 Abr 05
Javier Carrera
Desde 2014 Ago 18
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