i wouldn't believe on the Earth that it would end
that you would leave me like this
the songs are not to blame
you are the one who hurts me inside
which of us wanted such an iniquitous choise
when your image is broken
when i wish of the imposible
when the fears come true
my tear does not dry
this heart is not broken today for the first time
even if i say i have forgotten your place is still empty