There remains, little remains
of our love, barely anything remains
barely even words remain.
Only the silence remains
that makes the cold and long night explode
the night that does not end
only that remains.
Only the desire to cry remains
when we see that our love is moving away
face to face we lower our gaze
well no longer there is nothing left to talk about, nothing.
The only thing left is the desire to cry
when we see that our love is moving away
face to face we lower our gaze
because there is nothing left to talk about, nothing.
There is little tenderness left
and sometimes doing something crazy
a kiss and by force, it remains.
There remains a kind gesture
so as not to make life unbearable
and thus drown the sorrows
only that remains.
Only the desire to cry remains
when we see that our love is moving away
face to face we lower our gaze
because there is nothing left What to talk about, nothing.
The only thing left is the desire to cry
when we see that our love is moving away
face to face we lower our gaze
because there is nothing left to talk about, nothing.

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