50mila [English translation]

Fifty thousand tears are not enough because

You are the sad music in me.

Fifty thousand pages thrown to the wind because

Memory is eternal, my face for you.

To not return, no, do not turn around, I would not want you to see me falling

I like it so, that if I make a mistake it is the same, because this pain is love for you.

Fifty thousand tears without knowing why

I am a distant memory

Fifty thousand tears are not enough because

You are the sad music in me.

Do not look at me, do not feel pain, burn like a wound in salt

I like it so, that if I make a mistake it is the same, because this pain is love for you.

I like it so, and I do not ask permission, because this pain is love for you