If you are no longer mine
I didn't stop being who I was
Spring doesn't end
because a swallow died
Spring doesn't end
because a swallow died
As you can tell, I haven't changed
Nor I am discontented
I preserve the same Present
and keep the same Past
I preserve the same Present
and keep the same Past
I was already accustumed
to you not being sincere
That's why I don't keep waiting
For a sensation I never had
If you are no longer mine
I didn't stop being who I was
If you are no longer mine
I didn't stop being who I was
Do I live life like before?
I don't have less nor more
The days are the same
as those that have already passed
The days are the same
as those that have already passed
Hours, minutes, instants
Do they follow the austere order?
Does nobody cling to the chimera
that destiny has kept?
'Cause spring doesn't end
because a swallow died
'Cause spring doesn't end
because a swallow died