Pero no, no hay prisa; te duele el corazón al recordar su sonrisa, te duele con razón, pero no, no hay prisa.
Y vuelves a tu casa con la misma camisa, pero con manchas de ron.
dimarts, 19 de novembre del 2013
Well, sometimes you can't change and you can't choose. And sometimes it seems you gain less than you lose... Now we've got holes in our hearts, yeah we've got holes in our lives. Where we've got holes, we've got holes but we carry on.
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