…I want t make love to you, Fernando, like they do in french movies, very sensual giving and partation. Paris is a city for overs, eternal city, full of tourists, waking happily ahead on the streets. its now a girls…

…YOU ARE MY FAMILY, I NEED YOU HERE, TO SETTLE DOWN, IT IS A GOOD IDEAS, I HAVE WANTED A FAMILY FOR A LONG TIME. ITS JUST A TIME TO MAKE A FAMILY, SO YOU MUST JUST DO ME, DAYS AND NIGHTS, AND TALK THE NICE THINGS…

…restless child, money makes me happy, comforts life. You just want something nice to do, I don't really understand it, money only moves me. Waisting the time, just for nothing, like you call it. Paris seems to make good to you, you look handsome, like you used to do, lucky free-time, i can feel your moves.…

…, AND THINGS YOU DO. BUT NOW, YOU ARE A BUSINESS MAN, SO FAR, YES, I AM, I LOVE THIS LIGHT LIFE, THIS MORNING, I FELD THOUGH PRETTY EXHAUSTED, I DOBT, I RUN TODAY TO A BAR. WITHOUT THE LOVE FROM YOU, I FEEL WEAK, AND CONSENTRATE TO THE OTHER STAFF, I FEEL FRUSTERATED, IF YOU DONT SEE ME, ENOUGH.…

…¨You beat women and take care of their health, you have no freedom no more, its all too brutal game, you keep it just fine, 'you do it all night, you cant be escaped, you ar egoal orienteed, you feel bad, when you dont…

…much in what felt like forever But it was gone in a second Couldn't take another second This loving heart no longer beats These caring lungs no longer breathe And it's amazing how good it feels I feel nothing at all, no…

…Just feel the momentum, this is not a legal lesson, its about, the love, me and you, take me to the another level, where I can feel, soft and smooth. I have a good work, I can do pilates, during the days, relax and…

…I FEEL TIRED IN THE MORNING, AND YOU HAVE ALL THE ENERGY, YOU RUN IN THE CITY, ITS WORK TO YOU, MY WORK SUCKS ALL THE ENERGY, AND DOESNT REALLY SUIT ME. IT IS MORNING, AND I AM HAVING MY COFFEE HERE, PEOPLE LOOK…

…You were my first love The earth moving under me Bedroom scent, beauty ardent Distant shiver, heaven sent I'm the snow on your lips The freezing taste, the silvery sip I'm the breath on your hair The endless nightmare…