Man, I'm falling! I'm falling with your words like armors and my feelings like sword.
I'm falling whit our spring sunshine out-of-doors but with the much we love autumn inside.
I'm falling like never before, even if it sounds like a cliche.
I'm falling without parachute and I don't even care.
Man, I'm falling with and for you.
I'm falling between bites, kisses and all your cigarettes.
Home viejitos pero buenitos I'm falling
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