It's been since last night that you no longer look at me.
It's spring outside but you are no longer you.
It's only been one day yet I feel that
I have lived an entire year without you.
This love of ours that is now mine alone
is withering like a flower and I remain alone.
How I can't forget the beautiful days that
I have passed with my arms close to you.
Nostalgia for yesterday—you are here next to me.
Your eyes are as black as hers but she is not here.
Perhaps I'll be lucky and you will love me.
Perhaps I'll have the moon and then you will return.
But it's only been one day yet I feel that
I have lived an entire year without you.
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But it's only been one day yet I feel that
I have lived an entire year without you—
yeah, without you—
without you.