Cry
I fall in love again
for the umpteenth time
and I guess but this time
I found true love
who lives in the trough of the heart
true love
I think I love to death
the woman is a prostitute
I found it in the corner of the night
I saw she was crying
is crying, is crying
don't cry anymore
listen my lover here
forget your past
hug my body with you
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