You have me on demand

You...
You have...
You have me...

You...
You have...
You have me...

You...
You have...
You have me...
You have me...
You have me in demand...
You have me in demand...
You asked me and said I nothing.

Do you, until death separates you, want faithful it its for all days?
No!
No!

Do you want, up to death you separates, you love also in bad days?
No!
No!

Do you, to death you sheide, want faithful it its....?
No!
No!


Um doce para quem acertar que música é essa...