dijous, 17 d’agost del 2017

Alyson cry



She never cried, she never cried,
neither the day when someone died.
She never cried, she never cried,
I fell down but she never cried.

And then, one day, when I told her
I was in love with her sister,
I saw her cry, I saw her cry,
when she fell down I saw her cry.

I didn’t say anithing else,
don’t want to hurt her, but she cries,
cries every moment, everywhere,
and I don’t know what’s wrong with her.

My Alyson, I love you so,
but I can’t push you to the end.
So Alyson, don’t cry for me;
just let the flames began,
bringin’ me empty,
and let me die, ‘cause it’s my time,
and you’re the one for me.

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