The silent stars
were witnesses of my passion
and only sadness remains
and a bad memory in my heart.
There was no point in loving her
if she paid me with betrayals
and she left my life killing my dreams.
Holy God, how much martyrdom
how much bitterness she left in my life when she left
do not forgive her, my God
let me also cry one day for a love.
There was no point in loving her
if she paid me with betrayals
and she left my life killing my dreams.
Holy God, how much martyrdom
how much bitterness she left in my life when she left
don't forgive her, my God
let her also cry one day for a love

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