One of the saddest nights of my life
The woman that I wanted left
I leave as if it were old clothes
What is thrown when time spent
That night the saddest of my life
The love that I had died
He killed himself when he felt that she was leaving
Since then I have no more love
Today I walk through life without love
And I do not believe in those things of wanting
I'm letting you love me, love me
And I do not know how to forget that woman
I'm pretending to be happy with everyone
But I am a dying man of love
I am the one who stayed alone and without direction
That night when she left
One of the saddest nights of my life
The blackest that I can remember
The woman I loved so much was leaving me
He left me because yes, without more
That night always returns on other nights
And again I suffer again I cry
Because I know that neither sleeping in other arms
Quietly I do not stop mentioning her
Only among all we can make this a better place :)