It may be that one day the wind comes
And everything he feels for you vanishes with him.
And also, let the sadness rain
And my soul in poverty
If I could not have you
I'm drowning I can not continue
Drawing the missing hours to love you
I'll wait for you sitting on the road
like the tree that will never leave
because my fire will continue on
until you come back
You know well, the approaching angel
after the storm
it is not easy to understand
And you do not see, your body is off
ghosts of the past do not stop suffering
I'm going quietly escaping from here
chasing your soul in secret to love you.
I'll wait for you sitting on the road
like the tree that will never leave
because my fire will continue on
until you come back
Only among all we can make this a better place :)