I have to pretend
it doesn't hurt the fact that you are not here,
it doesn't heart the fact that little by little
I am dying of love for you
I have to pretend
that I don't cry when I am left alone,
that neither it hurts nor I suffer
when somebody ask me why did I loose you.
This poor love that I carry in my soul,
that doesn't let me live,
and I die, people don't know I'm dying,
I, sometimes, don't know what I want
whether to forget or run to your side.
Come back cause' I'm dying.
Today I know I played with fire,
and even so, I hope you will come back to me again
Our love is lost... I can't believe it can be true.
Since you are not here, nothing in the world matters to me.
I have to pretend
that I don't cry for you when I am left alone,
that neither it hurts nor I suffer
when somebody ask me why did I loose you.
This poor love that I carry in my soul,
that doesn't let me live,
and I die, people don't know I'm dying,
I, sometimes, don't know what I want
whether to forget or run to your side.
Come back cause' I'm dying.
Today I know I played with fire,
and even so, I hope you will come back to me again.
I die
I, sometimes, don't know what I want
whether to forget or run to your side.
Come back cause' I'm dying.
Today I know I played with fire,
and even so, I hope you will come back to me again.