I do not like hurting who I love
I do not like to bring the past here to the present
I do not like to feel absent
When you live by my side
I do not like to kill the hours
Smile if I'm not happy, become so alone
In a ghost lover of all
Selling the soul to the devil
I do not like to live like this, so
As if it did not hurt, just as if it were not
Drowning in silent words
With hard hands scratching the sand
Party in eleven thousand pieces
Shutting the voice of the soul to the two
Assuming a lost case
I do not like hurting who I love
I do not like to bring the past here to the present
I do not like to feel absent
When you live by my side
I do not like to kill the hours
Smile if I'm not happy, become so alone
In a ghost lover of all
Selling the soul to the devil
I do not like living like this
As if it did not hurt, just as if it were not
Drowning in silent words
With hard hands scratching the sand
Party in eleven thousand pieces
Shutting the voice of the soul to the two
Assuming a lost case
The sum of the two halves
The tear feeds the river
The cure of vanities
The light opening its way to forget the solitudes
As if it did not hurt, just as if it were not
Party in eleven thousand pieces
Shutting the voice of the soul to the two
Assuming a lost case
Only among all we can make this a better place :)