Pinks کے بول

You can see yourself Of the way that wants I won't make effort For contradicting you In so many thousand ways That I can be I am right that one of them it will please you... (2x) Because I am made for love Of the head to the feet And I don't make another thing Of what to donate me I was caused some pain It was not for wanting I never had the intention Of hurting you... Because I like is of roses It is pink and roses Accompanied of a ticket They leave me nervous... Every woman likes roses It is pink and roses A lot of times are red But they are always pink... If your saint by chance Not to beat with mine I retake my road And anything to declare Stocking blames, each one That will take care of yours If it goes only a scratch I don't go nor to blow... Because I am made for love Of the head to the feet And I don't make another thing Of what to donate me I was caused some pain It was not for wanting I never had the intention Of hurting you Because I like is of roses It is pink and roses Accompanied of a ticket They leave me nervous...