Look at me, your eyes reflect a repressed cry
I had not known your behavior
Tell me, my ears will always listen
The heaviest tears will fall, the pupils will dilate
Who would have thought?
That you wanted to get away
That this was going to end so quickly, think carefully
Maybe tomorrow I won't be able to understand it, but I swear to learn everything from this
I will not ask you for opportunities, I will save them.

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