I remember that at night I used to whistle at you
From the street to the window
You would escape along the dark garden
Who knows how many We watch the moons go by
Lying on the terrace?
From my house the sky continues to look almost the same
I was your bad influence, you were my princess
They are always cold agile the most perfect hours
Perhaps nostalgia will invade me
For an impossible encounter
Of memories we only treasure the sublime
Now all the The world asks me about you
And I don't want to explain to them
I don't have the mood to seem kind
Who knows how many moons we contemplate passing by
Lying on the terrace?
From my house the sky still looks almost the same
Time has passed, this is what I feel
Of what I tell you, God is my witness
That with every night, that every morning
That every minute, that every week
I can't stop thinking about what you said
I can't stop holding on to what you gave me
And it doesn't change what I feel
Distance is like the wind
It's not living in the past, it's loving you by my side
It's just trying to be honest with myself
br/>It's just trying to fill this void
That eats away at my insides
That doesn't let me live if you're not with me

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