Solitude of one who trembled
a temptation from heaven
and disenchantment, here is what heaven gave me.
Will I be well
under this veil of weeping.
Without knowing if I cry because of a sin
shuddering, I implore the closed heaven.
Sad love, the love of someone,
when another love
we have abandoned, no I did not abandon
myself, no one
is detained on the street.
Sad love , the love of someone,
when another love
we have abandoned, no I did not abandon
myself, no one
is detained on the street.