Traducir a
I don't know how to stop the wind from my propellers,
the hurricanes of my vertices.
We just keep passing through.
It will be better
let me start
and I came closer,
to the point of almost touching
the laughter of darkness.
But give up,
as the armchair surrendered,
how the blush was delivered
of the best sunset.
Rindete,
that you have no choice
that I give you love,
laugh,
that in your joy I become strong,
laugh... hand over your weapons to me
without condition,
I take no prisoners
in my heart.
My God, tell me what it is.
what I can do
to say goodbye.
