We have spooken too many words
that confuse, that remain
there's too little hope for those
those become like strangers
Our time has passed too quickly
when we were so happy
you are not here and you don't ask about me
and we used to live happily once
You don't ask about me, how I feel
I have never felt worse
you don't ask about me for days
You used to be only mine once
you used to be better once, and now you are crazier
the more you're someone other's gir, the more you are mine
In the area where your things are
I haven't been for a long time
every night in my mind, I meet regularly
with you