who has not cried when one's love falls apart
tell me who does not carry that wound in one's heart
neither passage of time nor the spark of a flame
has been able to comfort that pain
who can remember that night and that dream
of the harshness and pain that the real world may bring
even if for a moment, there is nothing in store
but you wish you would wake up no more
nothing can make me forgive and forget
when you gave me the emptiness that day you left
but wherever you are, you can hear me, I know
when I sing this remembrance of you
when I return to the world where we live
and I look at the night full of stars, I believe
that the glimpse of a shadow that fleets by my glance
just reminds me again that you're gone