''De frío no me voy a morir, porque su amor me derrite''- Isabel Cáceres

''Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song...''

''But Babe, you know I've tried and failed
But you, just don't know how it feels
To lose, something you never had and never will...''