What is this?
What is it that happens to me;
Whenever I see you;
Whenever I think of you?
What is it?
Does anyone know?
Remember you hurt;
But this pain is good ... I like it.
I should not feel it.
An hour that pain can kill me.
Kill me with pleasure.
It kills me to look you.
In photos, in my dreams.
Remember you make me want you ...
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**PT version - http://sonetosemotivos.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-que-isso.html
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