Who can love you as I love you, love
who asked, who can love you like me
you always said it and you tied me to your skin
with bunches of kisses and we listened to fall
on zinc roofs
autumn rains in april
I have that Sunday nostalgia for raining
broken guitar
of rusty carrousel
ay, Aleli
poor me
I undressed you to see what the sea was like
and the sea entangled my desire to fly
We went so far that we forgot to go back
the blind angel of dawn brought us
and lay down at your feet
like a siamese kitten
I have that Sunday nostalgia for raining
of broken guitar of rusty carrousel
ay, Aleli
poor me
Tonight I want us to dance again
the song that the wind sang to us in yesterday
I already know hell how to accept
I dance in my cell with your shadow without stopping
how could I kill whoever made me dream
I have that Sunday nostalgia for raining
of broken guitar of rusty carrousel
ay, Aleli
poor me
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