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.