I do not regret the things I've experienced,
of dreams spilled, nights of sweat.
among many things that the road has taught me
there no more terrible sin than not have felt love.
What's the matter, if I'm still alive, still breathing?
How to surrender again to every sigh after you?
After you, there is nothing
and there is nothing left, nothing at all.
after you is oblivion
a lost memory, nothing.
How can I fill this empty space after you?
How to live after you?
Let time heal all wounds,
and even burning inside,
I will be reborn.
when the sky cries, nobody ever asks
Where does it hurt?, Why it rains?, Why stop raining?
What's going on, if I'm still alive, still breathing?
How to surrender to every new sigh after thee?
after you, there is nothing,
and there is nothing left, nothing at all.
after you is oblivion
a lost memory, nothing.
Occasionally I am cold
and I ask my destiny
How to surrender in each new breath
after you?
How to live after you?
How to live after you?
How to live after you?