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Every day, every afternoon and night without you
Accumulate my despair
Torture me from the time you're not, love
Seconds and spend hours here
And I do not know how I'm going to forget
I have to try to eliminate this love
I forget my magazines
But still here
I try to get you out of my heart
I miss you love
24 hours without anything to say
I will forget
It is a torture not have here.
They say you have seen walking there
Hand in hand with which he stole
The thief, the enemy of our love, oh no
Declárate guilty and that you enclose a judge
You give me a sentence for
I will be trying to walk away love
I forget my magazines ...
If you ask me to forgive your faults, this time I will not
You spent out of line, not a liar I love you more
It is unfair that now come and ask me for forgiveness on his knees
If 24 hours has passed and I do not know that I do without you
I do not know what to do
I'm gonna do without you
Not that I have done
I forget my magazines ...
It is a torture not to have here with me
But still here
I miss you love