i don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love, I don't know how someone controlled you. they bought and sold you I look at the world And I notice it's turning while my guitar gently weeps.

nos vemos siempre una vez al mes,

siempre la misma sucesion de pasos,

siempre las mismas canciones, la misma forma de fumar, que me incita a besar, siempre es repititvo el mes de abril.