The cart passed and that man shouted 'Ice cream'
On the twenty-first of the month our money was already finished
I thought of my mother and saw her clothes again
The most beautiful it was black and with the flowers not yet withered
When leaving school the boys were selling books
I stood there looking at them, trying to find the courage to imitate them
Then defeated I went back to playing with my mind and its worms
And in the evening on the phone you asked me why non are you talking?
What year is it, what day is it
This is the time to live with you
As you can see, my hands no longer tremble
/>And I have in my soul, deep in my soul
Immense skies, and immense love
And then still more love, love for you
Blue rivers and hills and prairies
Where they run my melancholies are very sweet
The universe finds space inside me
But the courage to live that is not yet there
The gardens of March are dressed in new colours
And the young women in that month experience new loves
You were walking beside me and suddenly you said die
If you help me I'm sure I'll get out of this
But not a word will clarify my thoughts
I continued walking leaving you as an actress of yesterday
What year is it ¨, what day is it
This is the time to live with you
My hands as you can see no longer tremble
And I have in my soul at the bottom of soul
Immense skies, and immense love
And then still more love love for you
Blue rivers and hills and prairies
Where my melancholy runs sweetly
The universe finds space inside me
But the courage to live that isn't there yet

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