Maybe it would be better if you didn't come back
Maybe it would be better if you forgot me
To come back is to start tormenting ourselves
To love each other in order to hate each other without beginning or end
We have done so much, so much damage
That love between us is martyrdom
Disappointment never wanted to come
Neither oblivion nor delirium will always continue the same
Affection like ours is a punishment
That is carried in the soul until death
My luck needs your luck
And you need me a lot more
That is why there will never be farewell
Nor will any peace console us
The passage of pain must find us
On our knees life face to face, and nothing more

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