The darkness took of bill of the corner twenty-four...
No there is a soul is wanted for there...
I remember a girl that was there
Thorought looked in my eyes...

In the country there is a war among nations...
How many children of those are dying...
Leave my alone...
I need to think in me....

Don't ask me questions...
That I don't want to answer...
Because I will give my silence...
As her answer...

Another clear night...
The sky is red...
The walls of the corner twenty-four are dirty...

Leave of there,
Forget that I exist...
I will to do the same...
Already in the it imports the time in that it was there...
Now I'm here...
Leave me... Think about the blood...
Cry for them...

But he leaves me here...
I have fault...
I'm not innocent...

Almost always that corner is like this....
Close the eyes... Remember our life...
Cry for them... Lament the death...
Suffer him as I suffered...

Go by that...
And piece pardon for the blood...
Lament the death... Suffer without feather of you sam...
Because I'm not innocent...