I promised the night that I would not dream of you today
even though you had taken my dream and my joy
I promised my pillow that I would no longer cry
that I would be my eyes without thinking about your kisses and that today I would rest
If I knew the night that my wound was bleeding
while I was making a waste of peace that I did not feel
if I knew my pillow that in silence I asked
that you would come back to me and see in your arms
the light of the new day
And I lied to the night, pretending that I was asleep
I rolled around in bed and my chest hurt
I don't think I will blame myself for that What did I feel? He was no longer in my arms. He had left me alone. The love of my life. If he knew the night my wound was bleeding. br/>if I knew my pillow that in silence I asked for you to come back with me and see in your arms
the light of the new day
And I lied to the night pretending that I would sleep
me I rolled around in bed and my chest hurt
I don't think I reproach myself for what I felt
he was no longer in my arms, he had left me alone
the love of my life

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