Letra de Codigo postal (en ingles)

Aaaaiii, noooo, nooo.no, not,
they are two different souls, with the same sender
we cry also for the same
I laugh at the life, and it costs me the sinismo
and you always in mass on Sunday
in my eyes you see just as I
and they all look at them different
you prefer light I fall down the sun
alone I and your red wine
(CHOIR)
and you say to me that we are not equal
for me we are such for which
you cannot do the same
it cogave postcard....
if your father does not want to find out
that I am not of your cultural level
that leaves you in another eszquina
so that nobody speaks badly
ZIP code...
if your father does not want to find out
that I am not of your cultural level
that leaves you in another corner
so that nobody speaks badly...
aaaa ... aaaa.aaaaa.