The girl don’t sleep at night,

Always dream about,

The king of her heart,

Midday she sit on the couch,

Sings melodies of love,

Love that she can’t explain,

Explain to those who surrounded her.

Everyday she is in the phone,

She speak with someone,

Not a teacher or a doctor,

A prisoner with orange clothes,

The man that live in the dark,

The man who is in the mess,

Love is really blind.