Without You

My vida, mine recounts He/she only made sense when I met you, Their eyes, his/her face, They take haul me of what thought, If the times, I hide, in you, I am not of the for disguising, I need to say, you make a lot of necessary, No the how to explain, Because without you, that I was able to understands, That no and easy to live without having you, My heart, tells me that no, I don't get to live without you.