My body is old My body is ill My body es brilliant My body still My body ugly My body heavy My body needs you 'couse it don't have me. My body left no you, it's left no you, My body maybe hungry but my soul is livin' a live, baby 'Couse we won't a see you and never pretty me again. My lips are solded My eyes are rich My hear is slowly And my hand... my hand are usless while is week. My heart is sick... Somethin' is dyin'... ¡¡Aaww! My body left no you, left no you My body maybe hungry but my soul is livin' a live, baby 'Couse we wonÂ't see you and never pretty me again. If you can se you I'm never pretty me again.