It was soft, that incense that smelled of eternity.
May, May, May... it was good, right?
It was big, that empire of love and freedom.
May, May, May... it was strong, right?
Time goes by and it makes me fall in love.
Time goes by, destroys, burns and ruins.
The wind hushes... why?
And in a moment every oblivion devours me.
I'm not the hero who gave his wings and set himself to love.
May, don't you understand?
Don't lie to yourself and look at me.
I'm not the island that your fantasy wanted to imagine.
Blind May, listen.
Broken May, convince yourself.
It was unfair, that hell, arrogance, and now what?
May, May, May... what a madness, it was.
May, May, May... the madness left.
Time goes by and makes you fall in love.
The anger grows, ignites, burns and then ignores.
Love ceases... why?
The indifference packs suitcases with memories.
I'm not the hero who gave his wings and set himself to love.
May, don't you understand?
Don't lie to yourself and look at me.
I'm not the island that your fantasy wanted to imagine.
Blind May, listen.
Broken May, convince yourself.