T¨², sin m¨¢s porqu¨¦,
T¨² que b¨¦same,
T¨² me tienes de furriel,
De un roto de tu piel.
T¨², como la cal,
Que h¨²meda es mortal,
T¨², blanqueas mi raz¨®n,
Calando hasta el colch¨®n.
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨², montada en m¨ª,
Yo, motura hostil,
T¨², me abrazas con los pies,
Y yo lamo el arn¨¦s.
T¨², y sin ti yo no.
T¨², y sin ti ya no.
T¨², me has hecho dimitir,
Y hoy yo se dice asi:
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨², t¨².
T¨², t¨², t¨².
