Chorus of love, or or or or
Chorus, color of the sky, fragrance of my twenties
Garden full of sunshine where I ran as a child
Everywhere, I was looking for you, my distant love
By watching the paths where you took my hand
The days are gone and we have grown
Love hurt us, time healed us
But only and without spring
I run in vain, in the woods, the fields
Telling me to remember you, our love of another time
The years pass, take wings
And on the roofs of my boredom, the rain flows
Where the caravel parties are
Driving my heart, supporting my dreams of your oblivion
I would agree you return like before
Take flowers in my blinds
And your youth in my home
Chorus, color of the rain, regrets of my twenties
Grief, melancholy of no longer being a child
But only and far from you, by the paths where you are not
I'm mourning my love of twenty years