When the twosome, with their heart love,
what sadness their traces follow.
When they hope to one another,
What are they starving and so starving,
like the stars that fall.
It is not love, when after her pain
It's taking too long.
Love is only when for ever misses
When you grow old, you forget everything,
and she stays.
When the sun is separated from heaven,
raise his head, continue;
let tears come down,
let 's expel all that hide,
They have this sad rights.
It is not love, when after her pain
It's taking too long.
Love is only when for ever misses
When you grow old, you forget everything,
and she stays.