I do not understand your silence, I do not understand it
I do not understand that you insist on silencing yourself
if it was a sin to confess
I loved you, sorry to adore you.
I do not understand your silence, I do not understand it
I do not understand that you insist on silencing yourself
if it was a sin to confess
I loved you, sorry to adore you.
I do not understand if it is courage or cowardice
if you keep quiet for love or indifference
and meanwhile, it hurts me like a wound
every minute, every moment of life.
I do not understand your silence, I do not understand it
I do not understand that you insist on silencing yourself
if it was a sin to confess
I loved you, sorry to adore you.
I do not understand your silence, I do not understand it
I do not understand that you insist on silencing yourself
if it was a sin to confess
I loved you, sorry to adore you.
I do not understand if it is courage or cowardice
if you keep quiet for love or indifference
and meanwhile, it hurts me like a wound
every minute, every moment of life.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)