From a dusty box
stopped in time,
from a blurred photo
and an old love poem,
with your pretty smile yesterday,
you came back in time,
cruel moment of pleasure.
And life came back?
and they sang the hours,
our bodies reunite and we dance a waltz.
My songs, my verses,
the night, the wine and the roses,
today they made you return.
But suddenly, my empty hands,
your body escapes,
and with the fury of the sea, cruel reality hits me.
On these four walls your absence builds your house,
and I'm alone once more.
And I'm still here? mending memories with all your stuff,
while I write hurtful claws of my loneliness.
But tomorrow, again, your picture,
the wine and the roses are going to make you come back.
My songs, my verses, the night,
wine and roses,
today they made you return.
But suddenly, my empty hands,
your body is running away
and with the fury of the sea, cruel reality hits me.
On these four walls your absence builds your house,
and I'm alone once more.
And I'm still here? mending memories with all your stuff,
while I write hurtful claws of my loneliness.
But tomorrow, again, your picture,
the wine and the roses are going to make you come back.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)