At night the starless sky is all black,
the same (for) my heart till the last thought.
My life, without you, has no colour any more:
There is an eternal, desperate night inside me.
The white walls of the room are black.
Where is the light that renders the existence beautiful?
Those who walk towards me in the streets look and don't know
that, for my sight, even the sun will be black.
And, like a newborn baby looks for the world,
I look for the love that I lost and am crying.
How will I face life if I am missing you,
if the white morning dawn I will see it in black?
Of black ink has become the green sea
since I came to know that you won't ever be able to come back.
Every day will always be the hour of the sunset.
My world is black like the darkness is black.
At night the starless sky is all black,
the same (for) my heart till the last thought.
My life, without you, has no colour any more:
There is an eternal, desperate night inside me.
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And, like a newborn baby looks for the world,
I look for the love that I lost and am crying.
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