I have the شرٹ, قمیض black today my love this of mourning
Today I have in the owner a pain and it is for blame of your I bewitch
Today آپ that your no longer loves me and that is it that but it hurts me
Today I have the black شرٹ, قمیض and a pain that it hurts me

Wrong seems that alone I stay and it was pure todita your lie
That damned bad luck mine that that دن found you

To drink of the poison malevo of your love
I am moribund and full with pain
Breathe of that کڑوا, تلخ smoke of your good-bye
And since your آپ left me alone I have

I have, I have the black شرٹ, قمیض because quarter note has the soul
I for آپ lost the calm and almost I lose until my bed

Bed, bed, bed, baby tells آپ with discimulo
That I have the black شرٹ, قمیض and under I have the deceased

... When آپ want mom..

I have the black شرٹ, قمیض your love it doesn't already interest me
What yesterday tasted me like glory today knows me to pure
Wednesday for the afternoon and your that آپ don't arrive
آپ not even دکھائیں signs and me with the black shirt
And your suitcases in the door

Wrong seems that alone I stay and it was pure todita your lie
That damned bad luck mine that that دن found you

To drink of the poison malevo of your love
I am moribund and full with pain
Breathe of that کڑوا, تلخ smoke of your good-bye
And since your آپ left me alone I have

I have the black شرٹ, قمیض because quarter note has the soul
I for آپ lost the calm and almost I lose until my bed

Bed, bed, bed, baby tells آپ with discimulo
That I have the black شرٹ, قمیض and under I have the deceased

I have the black شرٹ, قمیض because quarter note has the soul
I for آپ lost the calm and almost I lose until my bed

Bed, bed, bed, baby tells آپ with discimulo
That I have the black شرٹ, قمیض and under I have the deceased