Y a veces empiezo a creer que comienzo a enloquecer. 'Cause all this lie it's impossible. Oh shit! Wake up now girl. I don't undertand. I live my life thinking that perhaps one day he meet me, and he save me. I dram, and I feel him. Althought we are so far, and he don't know who I am. Because miles and miles of kilometres separete us. I saw him in a film (and I fall in love, oh i'm so naive, you know?). He've nine years more than me, oh this is my dream! Oh this is impossible. But how beautiful dream baby...

¿Qué es lo que me hace pensar eso? La verdad, no sé. Supongo que debe ser la falta de cosas reales como para tener que refugiarme en sólo lindos sueños.