in my dreams I make matters worse, in my dreams high
blessings
I suffer the immense pain of your loss I feel the deep pain of your departure and cry without you knowing that my crying has black tears, has black tears like my life
you want me to leave, I do not want to suffer
I'm with you even if it costs my holy death
A gardener of love, planting a flower and leaves another is being cultivated, of which one will
dear girl dear, I can not live without seeing because my purpose is to love and to love life
I tell you my love, I repeat again I'm with you my holy because you die
I tell you my love, you'll die I'm with you my holy again I repeat
Mueren ya las ilusiones del ayer que sacie con lujurioso amor y mueren tambien con sus promesas crueles la inspiracion que un dia le brinde.
Con candor el alma entera yo le di pensando en nuestro idilio consagrar sin pensar que ella lo que buscaba en mi era el amor de loca juventud
ENGLISH: "Love Of Crazy Youth"
Dead are the dreams of days past which I fulfilled with lustful love and dead is also with its cruel promises the inspiration which once I offered her.
Innocently I gave away my soul to her intending to consacrate our love without realizing that what she was looking for in me was the love of crazy youth.
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and do my job... foreplay
Larry
Larry
RE: Question for the men @ ladies...
ok..but 's the ugly one...?