The lights in the bar are starting to bother me
And you say that his eyes are so full of life
But, they don't see you, they don't see you
And you're going to cry , full glasses interrupt you
Maybe she will never know what her friends are
Toast on a lonely afternoon
You always talked to me about her, you always talked to me about her
You always spoke to me about her, you always spoke to me about her
Traces of memory, the dead leaves of that autumn
And the tears that hurt the most
br/>People who talk at other tables, they don't look at each other or smile
You're tired of traveling, you tell me, when you return home you'll have to take care of yourself
You always talked to me about her, you always talked to me about her
You always talked to me about her, you always talked to me about her
You always talked to me about her, you always talked to me about her
You always talked to me about her, you always talked to me of her

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