Body

My body is old

My body is ill

My body es brilliant

My body still

My body ugly

My body heavy

My body needs you 'couse it don't have me.

My body left no you, it's left no you,

My body maybe hungry but my soul is livin' a live, baby

'Couse we won't a see you and never pretty me again.

My lips are solded

My eyes are rich

My hear is slowly

And my hand... my hand are usless while is week.

My heart is sick...

Somethin' is dyin'...

¡¡aaww!!

My body left no you, left no you

My body maybe hungry but my soul is livin' a live, baby

'Couse we won't see you and never pretty me again.

If you can se you I'm never pretty me again.