For those old traditions
we've been together so long,
and to keep up appearances
We have lived without love.
Arrive home every day
it filled the soul with melancholy,
and goodbye the other day was the flight
of a false life.
For not knowing how to say in time
Get out of me,
for hiding feelings
for wanting to lie.
For those old traditions
there were so many new emotions,
and without love for convenience
We lost so many good chances.
In each sentence there was a reproach,
look away and so many nights alone,
and in every gesture there was a pretext
to avoid being alone
For not knowing how to say in time
Get out of me,
for hiding feelings
for wanting to lie.
For those old traditions
we've been together so long,
and to keep up appearances
We have lived without love.
In each sentence there was a reproach,
look away and so many nights alone,
and in every gesture there was a pretext
to avoid being alone.
For those old traditions
there were so many new emotions,
and without love for convenience
We lost so many good chances.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)