Youre not and come night, without you, give me again to my sleep Come to my break, to take my hand Tiring my tiredness your curse, you are an infinite fear lonely and lonely The raisins are lethal like you are in the moment go to me like a revenge a lot of negative thoughts, your lack of fear is the subject of fear not life, death in the eyes of the darkness of these moments. Sleeping my head Look at my broken, Try to take my hand Tiring my tiredness Your disaster, an infinite fear lonely and lonely in Saddam, I wish you a lot of you O Tile Staying a place of forgiveness Tile stays in a place
again the heart is again, fearful and frustrated again grieves. This is a shameful love of this day, it is worse moment by I dont have it. Sleep Come to my defeat, Try to take my hand Tiring my tiredness Your disaster, an infinite fear take me lonely and lonely in Saddam, I wish you were just a cup