Sweetheart, we should've known
that it was the best for us back then
because when our smile diminishes
it isn't the wine that we were drinking
in those days in our early stages of love
We will never be the same
neither me nor you, that's how it goes
one does not even notice
how the years arrived from the sky
unexpected, slowly
Ref.
Because one adjust themselves
to good and to evil
and holds both warm and cold
but that's not it
and today the heart wishes
for a minute or two
to feel the goosebumps like once
from the touch
and the warm stream that flew
from the other side of the moon