A song reminds me that yesterday,
when he left in silence an attacking.
He went with his sad song to another place,
He left my loneliness as a companion.
A white dove sings to me at dawn,
old melancholy, things of the soul.
They arrive with the silence of the morning,
and when I go out to see her, he flies to his house.
Where are you going? that my voice, does not want to listen,
Where are you going? that my life is extinguished, if next to me it is not.
If I wanted to go back, I would wait for her,
every day, every morning, to love her more.
Lalalalalala Lalalala Lalalala
He went with his sad song to another place,
He left my loneliness as a companion.
A white dove sings to me at dawn,
old melancholy, things of the soul.
They arrive with the silence of the morning,
and when I go out to see her, he flies to his house.
Where are you going? that my voice, does not want to listen,
Where are you going? that my life is extinguished, if next to me it is not.
If I wanted to go back, I would wait for her,
every day, every morning, to love her more.
Lalalalalala Lalalala Lalalala
Only among all we can make this a better place :)