the night comes and the hous are not and wish not always satisfyng, I try for more than you do not leave, I thought I do not know who i am, I admit, and everything was so far away eyes that turn intomybody fragile trying to make me understand, much as I try,every time you consumes me and allthat i most want to get rid of you,for more than I beg you Icorrodes,for more than I beg you destroy me.