My heart is so sad,
I wouldn't care if I lived or not,
there is a reason, it couldn't be,
there is a reason, yesterday it was gone.
He left, he left, he left,
taking the perfume of my bed,
the dream of my nights,
the light of my mornings,
the laughter of my lips,
the voice of my throat.
He left, he left, he left,
losing himself slowly in my window,
closing his ears,
br/>turning my gaze,
biting the silence,
dragging my soul.
It's raining non-stop, I'm alone!,
who was going to to say that our love,
was going to end as it began,
on a gray day in front of a balcony.
He left, he left, he left,
taking the perfume of my bed,
the dream of my nights,
the light of my mornings,
the laughter of my lips, (everything)
and the voice of my throat.
He left, he left, he left,
losing himself slowly in my window,
closing his ears,
turning his gaze,
I bit Silence falling.
He is gone, gentlemen, he is gone.

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