Alone waiting for the sun,
I live in these nights and sighing,
Without reconciling my dreams awake,
And I'm thinking,
Because destiny is like that.
Because everything fell,
Because prudence forgot us,
Because frankly you have not,
I could find something important.
That never once,
But you're not going ahead either,
And you have become like that,
As someone who is not here,
And only very nervous are you,
When you hear from me
Because there is so much loneliness
In our hearts That gave so much,
I wonder where they go,
All the dreams that have already gone.
And I still do not know where
They are going, really,
Because the words are,
More listened to than feelings.
Because always the heart,
Live torments when everything happens,
And today to hear it in our solitude,
It is too late.
Because there is so much loneliness
In our hearts that gave so much,
I wonder where they go,
All the dreams that have already gone.
And I still do not know where
They are going, really,
Because the words are,
More listened to than feelings.
Because always the heart,
Live torments when everything happens,
And today to hear it in our solitude,
It is too late.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)