I enjoyed both, so much each birth,
and I enjoyed so much, so much everything,
it hurts a little less when parts,
because here you stay somehow.
I wish you never knew how much I loved
discover the routes of delivery
and the secret splendor with which you expected
a claim of love that no longer arrives.
Go, run where you should go,
Go, the future awaits you.
Fly, the swans are alive,
My song is with you, I have no loneliness.
If one were to cry when it ends,
will not reach the tears to so much,
our hours of love, almost divine,
It is better to fire them with a song.
Go, run where you should go,
Go, the future awaits you.
Fly, the swans are alive,
My song is with you, I have no loneliness.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)