A message recalls those who are left behind
A flurry takes of what's inside me
Will I hear again, the lies that hurt
My heart gets used to it, times of melancholy
This stitch does not hold, even if it bandage the wound
You will never get away with it, even if it is tomorrow
My heart knows well the pain
Nights can be my friend
How many times can a heart love?
Oh no!
Others can bandage your wound
This heart can stay with you
How many times can a heart love?
Oh no!
If you say come, I can't come; my ways won't meet by any chance to you
I do not feel any more, this farewell does not upset me