Beloved is impossible to erase from my memory
the memory of your strange look pursues me.
That laugh so your tempting lips
They left their charm on in my anxiety.
In my vagabond soul your soul merged as the
Plain melts when the sun kisses it.
That's why although other lips gave me their tenderness
none like yours came to my heart
Your eyes were themes of my songs
Your lips were music in my singing
And now your eyes are my pain and my pains
Those lips of yours are my fatal destiny.
?? They say that over time I remember them vanish,
It goes deep into oblivion what was a passion,
Lie, when you die and fall to my grave
will you see that even the flame of my love burns for you?
In my crazy bohemia I have loved other women
with the infinite faith of the one who wants to forget
but always torments your dreamer eyes
and nostalgically, I sigh when I evoke.
That there are reminiscences in my dreams
whole twilights I cried for you
that there are still my tears eyes moistened
evoking those hours that still live in me .. '
Only among all we can make this a better place :)