If you get married

With who, I'll speak?

Who'll listen my secrets?

Whose will belong my heart?

How I'll survive this suffering?

" If you get married".

I won't accept your family,

Your kids playing in the park.

I won't understand why,

You have been kissed other lips

Than mines .

To have to cross the streets

See you, without feel

Any desire.

No, no my soul won't survive.

The worst will be ignore me,

When you stay with him.

Besides, he admires me .

Oh how I'd stand your children

Touch my hand and you,

Just call me friend?