There is a child that lives in my
playing not to love you,
but it makes so much noise this oblivion
I could not hear you,
remember that you are no longer,
that when there are waves in the sea
and when not also,
when I feel serene
when I miss you,
Today can happen, today is one of those moments.
and when the month of April arrives
and when I want to go to the desert
I always make a new attempt to know about you.
when desido improve,
when I say to myself 'this is not living'
I despair and in this
I do not find relief in the world
you seem to me in what is foreign,
You do not know how much I miss you.
you kiss me I sink and I
that nobody in this world would put out
neither your fire nor thirst.
and when there are waves in the sea, when there is calm and tempest
and when not also, when I feel serene,
when I miss you,
today it can happen,
today is one of those moments ....
and when the month of April arrives
and when I want to go to the desert
I always make a new attempt to know about you.
when desido improve,
when I say to myself 'this is not living'
I despair and in this
I do not find relief in the world
you seem to me in what is foreign,
You do not know how much I miss you.
you kiss me I sink and I
that nobody in this world would understand
neither your fire nor thirst.
you kiss me I sink and I
that nobody in this world would put out
neither your fire nor thirst.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)