I have always believed, that of loves and caresses
The one who knew the most was the one who learns the most
The one who walks the most, who stumbles many times
Who passed the life, always entangled
I have always believed, that of joys and jealousy
They only know a lot, those that are already old dogs
Those who loved much, and won and lost
And they enjoyed a lot, and they suffered a lot
And it is a lie, there is no experience in love
It is a lie, I would say,
That a child knows how to love like me, or a bird,
It's a lie, there is no experience in love
It's a lie, the day it's your turn to fall in love,
What you loved is useless
It's a lie, there is no experience in love
It's a lie, there is no experience in love
It is a lie, I would say,
That a child knows how to love like me, or a bird,
It's a lie, there is no experience in love
It's a lie, the day it's your turn to fall in love,
What you loved is useless
It's a lie, there is no experience in love
Only among all we can make this a better place :)