I could not forget, I still can't
My infatuation! Don't you worry
about me surviving; yes, I did survive
(but) most part of me is still with you
Am I ever disappointed? Never
I've grown up with dismay.
Didn't I love (ever after)? Yes, I did,
after you, with passion.
But my heart burns
My skin lingers , My skin bleeds.
Two eyes, two fountains
you don't know, they make everything inside me flow with them.