My soul alone, always aloneWithout anyone understandingMy suffering, my horrible sufferingPretending that it leads an existence Always full of happiness and pleasure If I found a soul like mineI would tell it so many secretsA soul that looking at me without saying a wordTold me…
omara portuondo
My soul alone, always aloneWithout anyone understandingMy suffering, my horrible sufferingPretending that it leads an existence Always full of happiness and pleasure If I found a soul like mineI would tell it so many secretsA soul that looking at me without saying a wordTold me…