For some black eyes, just like the sorrows of love
A long time ago I had longings, joys and without flavors
And when I left them one day, they told me like this crying
Don't forget, my life, what I'm singing to you
That an old love is neither forgotten nor left behind
That an old love, from our soul, does move away
But An old love never says goodbye
A long time has passed, and again I saw those eyes
They looked at me clearly, coldly and without anger
And upon noticing that contempt in their eyes that they cried for me
Ask if over time, their memories were forgotten
That an old love is neither forgotten nor left behind
That an old love, from our soul if it moves away
But an old love never says goodbye
That an old love

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