Now that you feel the emptiness
and the way the cold embraces,
you are sunk in solitude.
Now that my crying dried out,
now you see the delight
of that love that I wanted to give you.
Now it is later than ever,
it isn't my fault, there is no longer turning back.
Now, my soul is surprised,
it doesn't feel anything to see what it spected,
and it's that your returning doesn't excite me.
Now I finally understand
why it couldn't work,
why it hurted so much to love,
and why this came to its end.
Now the only thing left
is just to remember
moments that won't come back.
Now everything is clear.
Now I finally understand
why it couldn't work
why it hurted so much to love
and why this came to its end.
Now the only thong left
is just to remember
moments that won't come back.
Now everything is clear.