Aldo Kraas (July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)
SONATA WITHOUT MY LOVE
My hearth is thorn and in pieces
Because the devil of New York came and play with my heart until
My heart was thorn and in pieces
And also it wasn't enought that the devil of New York thorn my heart into Pieces but he also took all my love with him
By not leaving any for anybody else because the devil is greedy and so selfish In his part
But the truth is that I don't have any love to give to anybody else
But if anybody tries to punish the devil it will be God alone
And not me or the rest of you
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