You know to love? Will be that you know what is to love?Yes!? Then he teaches to me.
Me of some lessons of as to love Therefore I never arrived nor close to this
And nobody never loved me! Everything that one day I thought to feel for somebody
It did not pass of one brief illusion And I never go to feel love for nobody.
Somebody already felt this for me?The reply it is not!
And does not have no fool the sufficient For to move with me and to make to get passionate me!
If the Love is so pretty,Why it makes to cry?Why they suffer for it?
If the Love is to all,Why some do not know to love?Why others die of love?
Perhaps simply why The Love is not everything what they say
Or much more of what it stopped being. Please, if you find layers to teach the meaning of Love
It comes with me and it makes to feel me everything this that all say to be reason it of the life
And proves me that the Love does not pass of A SIMPLE IDIOTIC WORD
And takes off this hatred that deferred payment in my heart!