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​Malo (En Ingles)

This song is by Bebe.

You appeared a cold night with smell to dirty tobacco and to geneva the fear already traveled through me while
Crossed the fingers after the door Your face of good-looking boy has gone eating the time by your veins and
Your sexist insecurity reflects itself each day in my tears

Once more, not please that I am tired and do not I be able with the heart once more, not my love please, do
Not shout that the children sleep once more, not please that I am tired and do not I be able with the heart
Once more, not my love please, do not shout that the children sleep. I am going to return me as the fire I am
Going to burn your fists of steel and of the purple one of my cheeks to remove value to charge me the
Injuries. Bad, bad, bad you are is not damaged to whom is wanted, not foolish, foolish, foolish are do not
Think better than the bad, bad, Bad women are is not damaged to whom is wanted, not foolish, foolish, foolish
Are do not think better than the women

The I gave is gray when your these and the sun leaves again when you go and the grief of my heart I have to
Swallow it myself with the hearth my face of pretty girl has gone aging in the silence each time that tell me
Prostitute is done your smaller brain

Once more, not please that I am tired and do not I be able with the heart once more, not my love please, do
Not shout that the children sleep once more, not please that I am tired and do not I be able with the heart
Once more, not my love please, do not shout that the children sleep. I am going to return me as the fire I am
Going to burn your fists of steel and of the purple one of my cheeks to remove value to charge me the
Injuries. Bad, bad, bad you are is not damaged to whom is wanted, not foolish, foolish, foolish are do not
Think better than the bad, bad, Bad women are is not damaged to whom is wanted, not foolish, foolish, foolish
Are do not think better than the women.