How many words were left us crossed in the throat
how much truth because I let the pride escape the little white lies
and we preferred to follow the farce and not to let the soul tell the reality, the reality
To apologize was a meaning that didn't exist in your dictionary and
forgiving you was as hard as ignoring what you had caused
because I overstep the pain, the line that distinguishes forgiveness and forgetfulness and I, my love, don't know how to forget
For that, I told you that I didn't love you and I made a mistake because today knowing
that you are absent, I don't know what to do and every night, dear, I dream that you turn back with me, I need you so much that without wanting it I forgave you
You swore in vain that you would forget and I know very well (I know very well) that
even though you deny it as much as I do, you die for coming back if it's that you keep being
regretful that everything is said is left behind maybe there's still time to
fix yesterday's fault ... Come back that my eyes are begging me to see you again
Still, I seem to be listening to your voice in the middle, cut off, avoiding the crying, saying that sad, cruel goodbye when we gave everything up for good and while I disguised my pain I wanted to be strong like a stone and I asked for you to not to come back anymore
For that, I told you that I didn't love you and I made a mistake because today knowing
that you are absent, I don't know what to do and every night, dear, I dream that you turn back with me, I need you so much that without wanting it I forgave you
You swore in vain that you would forget and I know very well (I know very well) that
even though you deny it as much as I do, you die for coming back if it's that you keep being
regretful that everything is said is left behind maybe there's still time to
fix yesterday's fault ... Come back that my eyes are begging me to see you again