I want my friends without getting offended
leave me alone, because I'm ashamed
to cry with them my sufferings
Even though I appreciate them
worrying for my pain
I think it's best to suffer on my own
My cruel torture may come from heaven,
from infinte and beyond
How much I need to be cheered up and pampered
I want gone all the pains she left me
she, whom I loved and still she abandoned me
letters, old portraits make my loneliness even sadder
because they bring back memories from happy times that won't ever come back
Cross over my mind, her promises and lies
That to me they were always truths but today they're betrayals
letters, old portraits make my loneliness even sadder
because they bring back memories from happy times that won't ever come back
Cross over my mind, her promises and lies
That to me they were always truths but today they're betrayals