I do not want a civilized love
with receipts and scene of a sofa;
I do not want to travel to the past
and return of the market wanting to cry
I do not want to neighboring *pucheros;
I do not want to plant or share;
I do not want to **February 14
or happy birthday
I do not want to carry your bags;
I do not want to choose my shampoo;
I do not want to move from planet
cut the ponytail,
toast for your health
I do not want Sunday afternoons;
I do not want a swing in the garden;
what I want, coward heart,
is that you die for me
And die with you if you kill yourself
and kill myself if you die
because love when does not die it kills
because loves that kills never die
I do not want to put together for tomorrow,
do not ask me to reach the end of the month;
I do not want to eat an apple
twice a week
without wanting to eat
I do not want to heat/warmth the greenhouse;
I do not want to kiss your scar;
I do not want Paris with downpour/rain
or Venice without you
I do not to wait me at twelve in the courtroom;
Do not say me to start over
I do not want either free or occupied,
neither meat nor sin,
or pride, or mercy
I do not want to know why you did it;
I do not want wit you or without you;
what I want, girl, sad eyes girl,
is that you die for me
And die with you if you kill yourself
and kill myself if you die
because love when does not die it kills
because loves that kills never die
And die with you if you kill yourself
and kill myself if you die
because love when does not die it kills
because loves that kills never die