In the 2000 I look for men of París,
an intelligent brain that not embhorreych inFriday
nor a crazy idiot who is slimy, not an instinct animal that sex returns crazy.
In the 2000 the women dress gray,
the tense transparencies, open a the monthly
already the mind, returns to us crazy, a little silly if they see
Ricky Martin in magazines trim it its is
But the planet turns and turns to the right, and every time, already
The night is lukewarm shin, without love to cool; I do not have a man,
Nor to Gael Grace and sit-down feel vacía so... To see, to see... A'
What she happens in following day?
In the 2000, Marta is one longing
that does not let watch, to
Criticize all people to divide it, to be racist exists strawberries,
Poor men, rich, Mexican and pianists.
In the 2000 my sister to a bring is going
to give birth one that feels of
One relation warms up and depressed also burned to hate that
Human being who has gone away and it has left it
But the planet turns and.
Ã' she happens if I say...
No longer I am, no longer I am the infantile creature,
The Innocence I finish he he eh No longer I am no longer I am the one of
that body strange now feels the heart ah eh!
No longer I am, no longer I am...
Ã' she step if I say...
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No longer I am, no longer I am...