You know, there is one more reason
to tell you I'm going away
I go and take it with me too,
your melancholy
Surely my hands, they'll still want you
but there will be who keep it
today and tomorrow and tomorrow again
as long as my heart does it.
Are you that one more reason,
you asked me so much.
I have nothing left for you,
and I love you, you do not know how much
I also love to die your silence
which does not let me go
but if you tell me not to leave me alone
I do not know if my heart does it
That's one more reason
is one more reason
is one more reason ...