It will come
That day when the unhappy lovers
Will finally dry their tears
It will come
That morning when the bugles
Sound
Their call for happiness
The deceived will emerge from their sobs
To know the rest
Of their hearts
And the abandoned women
As scorned men
Will be able to feel victorious
There will come
That day when the drums
Of love
Will roll in unison
He will come
To erase our sorrows
Putting an end
To the wars of passions
It will come
Sooner or later this lost time
Gone
That we pretend without return
He will come
Making the standard fly
Of hope
To help us
Erased ant our tears and our resentments
To the cry of stand up hearts!
The heaviest
And the separated lovers
The crowd of the unloved ©s
Will be united forever
He will come
Through the cities and the fields
Overwhelming
The dead seasons of love
He will come
br/>Give against our torments
The dazzling
Sun of his beautiful days
He will come
That day when the broken hearts
Go walk
In step with their memories
He will come
With you who will return
In my arms
To never leave again

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