Sometimes I ask to the wind
why are you doing this to me
and I pray that my words arrive to your heart
because then you'll understand me.
Because I really need that you heard me.
And although you do it,
I know deep inside my heart,
that you aren't listening
that you just heard a noise.
But today I want you to know
that the noise that you heard in the night
is mi pride
mi pride of love.
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