Rita, always sad, Melancholic
looking in the mirror, the mirror
And it turns its face. Rita
drug, insurance,
But I do not want more.
want to dance and eat well,
But not fat.
"Lighten" read his forehead,
But it is she who must be illuminated.
Poor Rita, Blonde and wet
Rita.
What you had to do terrible things! Vives
blank black and
As you surround yourself with full color.
What can I do with you
When you withdraw from my closet?
Blas NUSI
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