It must be April already because it's raining,
and I'm still waiting for time to heal me.
It must be April already, but what will they know?
There's not a day in the world in which I don't miss you.
So pretty, sweet and delicate that looking at you burned.
So pretty that, since you left and turned your back on me
my life stopped and my days only pass by.
I smile like a brute when I hear your name
'cause pretending it doesn't hurt, hurts me twice.
A book, a song, a place or a moment.
Memories lurk - how am I to forget you?
So pretty, so serene and clear that touching you healed.
So pretty, my brave girl who turned her back on me.
My life stopped.
And now I shiver like a small kid.
When the night falls, I listen to my heartbeats
asking for you to come back 'cause your absence hurts.
And now I shiver like a small kid
when the night falls and the trial begins
because I'm an idiot and I let you leave.
You, so pretty that your small kitten-like eyes disarmed me.
So pretty that I cried your name out before every sunrise!
My life stopped and my days only pass by.
My life stopped and my days only pass by.