It is necessary to understand it now,
It would be easier not to try to speak,
It has been some time since I returned,
Love was left behind.
Surely when I came to you,
He entertained me in any corner,
The truth is that I couldn't find him,
And he didn't follow me either.
Could it be that he had to start walking,
Could it be that he had to change,
For today things are going to be the same,
I can no longer handle your voice, I can no longer handle your skin,
It could be that I was thirsty.
It could be that I had to start walking,
It might have had to change,
For today things are going to be the same,
In normal color.
I left my pillow full of smell,
And a blue suit that I didn't want to wear,
I left the things that no longer serve,
I left love, loving,
That doll that never spoke,
All the things that I could say,
He found out about every change here,
That the flowers no longer inhabit the garden.
Could it be that he had to start walking,
Could it be that he had to change,
For today things are going to be the same,
I can no longer handle your voice, I can no longer handle your skin,
It could be that I was thirsty.
It could be that I had to start walk,
It might be that he had to change,
For today things are going to be the same,
I can't handle your skin anymore, I can't handle your voice anymore,
It might be that I was thirsty.
Your voice, your skin,
It must be that I was thirsty.
And because things are going to be the same,
A normal color....... ...

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