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.