Vem acende a sua luz perto de mim (((d-_-b)))

Some of the same old love

Those who know her face I'm
Who am I placated her fury
Yes I am, only

Who am I console her sorrows
Who punishes, it differs not me
Yes I am, only

Who writes your destination is not me
Who wakes up every day with a sweet good morning
Blown windy I
Yes I am, only

Who prefers the crooked lines I'm not