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When you, you talked to me about love
When I gave you my heart, only you
You made me dream, it was you
My beginning and end
Distant songs that sometimes I also remember
Playing on the radio in my brother's room
Melancholy of our parents
Looking like this The lost strength
And the friends who will no longer return
Of fleeting loves, short-term promises
In scratched singles on portable record players
It is always more comfortable
Complaining than acknowledging
Wasted time that doesn't come back anymore
When they say they were better then yes
And I answer them that the good thing is here now
They are only, only, they are only, from today
Nostalgia will catch me
With that bittersweet trap for the heart
br/>Melancholy of our parents
Perhaps an excuse to talk about love
Since apparently they forgot
And if one day I have to agree with them ³
It may be like that but not at the moment