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Every morning I think of you
after sailing in dreams
and this morning I woke up frustrated in my efforts
to forget you, to not dream of you, every Tomorrow I think of you
What I gave you was not enough, I thought I had given you everything
and in the mirror I discovered crying in a corner
my sad soul because you left, every morning I think of you
And another night I am shipwrecked again
in those waters of your sea, where I still bathe
and nothing I can remedy
I am tired of deny how much I miss you
every morning, every morning,
every morning I think of you
what I gave you is not enough
maybe something I gave more than enough and lately I understood that love takes its toll on excesses every morning, every morning every morning I think of you And another night I return to shipwrecked
in those waters of your sea, where I still bathe
and nothing I can remedy, I am tired of denying
how much I miss you, every morning, every morning Ana
Every morning I think of you
Every morning, every morning,
Every morning I think of you...