Traducir a
loves of feints
pretenses
deceased infant
Se pavanant
Straight cards
building up
A prince's palace
Catalan
loves of feints
Only a can
They know how to decay
Ile au vent
where we borrow
Feelings
The labyrinth
Obsessive
And as if nothing had happened
We play on emotion
Between an autumn and a summer
Lying by omission
loves of feints
pretenses
deceased infant
Se pavanant
Strange fear
While listening
The gentle complaints
Wind
loves of feints
In the present
And we get tired
Out of time
And yet many times
times we tend
To maintain
A long time
Can't time stop
In the fire of our passions
He consumes them mercilessly
And it's without remission
loves of feints
pretenses
deceased infant
Se pavanant
wormwood color
smell of time
Never will be
Like before
loves of feints
In the distance I hear
Over there that tinkles
The weather
Of these footprints
Of our twenties
Only the colors remain
of yesteryear
Who can be and have been
I'm asking the question
Maybe I was destined
To dream of escape
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