The world blames me if I love it as if I .. I created love and invented it as if I were on the cheeks of roses I have drawn it as if I am that .. The bird in the sky I have taught it and in the fields of wheat I have planted and in the sea waters I have melted .. As if I .. I who like the beautiful moon in the sky. I have suspended it .. The world blames me if .. I called whom I love .. or I mentioned it .. as if I am the passion .. and his mother .. and his sister .. This passion that came .. in terms of what I waited for him is different from everything I knew is different from everything I read All I heard if I knew that .. a kind of addiction .. I would not be addicted if I knew that it was a door with a long wind .. I would not have opened it if I knew that it was ... a return from sulfur .. I did not ignite this passion .. When he came to me, he opened his hands for me .. I repeated him and let me before he killed me .. I killed him .. This is the passion that I see at night .. On my curtains .. I see him .. in my dress .. and in my perfume .. And in my bracelets I see him .. a decree on the face of my hands ..I see him engraved on my feelings if they told me that he is a child who is too fun and noisy I would not have entered it and that he would break the glass in my heart I would not have left it if they told me .. He will set fire in minutes Go and turn things around in minutes and paint the walls in red and blue in minutes. I would have expelled him ... O dear who .. I am satisfied with God .. If I loved him, this love is the most beautiful love I lived in the most wonderful love I lived and let me when he came to visit the rose You have cried me .. I opened my doors to him .. and put it onThe world blames me if I love it as if I .. I created love and invented it as if I were on the cheeks of roses I have drawn it as if I am that .. The bird in the sky I have taught it and in the fields of wheat I have planted and in the sea waters I have melted .. As if I .. I who like the beautiful moon in the sky. I have suspended it .. The world blames me if .. I called whom I love .. or I mentioned it .. as if I am the passion .. and his mother .. and his sister .. This passion that came .. in terms of what I waited for him is different from everything I knew is different from everything I read All I heard if I knew that .. a kind of addiction .. I would not be addicted if I knew that it was a door with a long wind .. I would not have opened it if I knew that it was ... a return from sulfur .. I did not ignite this passion .. When he came to me, he opened his hands for me .. I repeated him and let me before he killed me .. I killed him .. This is the passion that I see at night .. On my curtains .. I see him .. in my dress .. and in my perfume .. And in my bracelets I see him .. a decree on the face of my hands ..I see him engraved on my feelings if they told me that he is a child who is too fun and noisy I would not have entered it and that he would break the glass in my heart I would not have left it if they told me .. He will set fire in minutes Go and turn things around in minutes and paint the walls in red and blue in minutes. I would have expelled him ... O dear who .. I am satisfied with God .. If I loved him, this love is the most beautiful love I lived in the most wonderful love I lived and let me when he came to visit the rose You have cried me .. I opened my doors to him .. and put it on