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Alone without words
after a night of truth
while with the first sun
the sky of a city wakes up
with stories written on the walls,
stories of yesterday, today who knows
made of hard games
of desires already finished
and with the anger of my pain
I sing the nostalgia
of those who have made the same mistake
How many stories to share with those who have lost like me
With those who know how to truly love
and live suspended
In half-written stories
Days to remember,
pages full of fantasy
Nights to get hurt,
this was my story
And I tear up the sheets of my past
but I don't throw them away
So as not to forget what I have given
How many stories to share with those who have lost like me
With those who feel betrayed
and have already forgiven
How many perhaps useless stories
where those who do not give win
br/>But you are the only mistake
that I would make again for love
I go out among the people who look at me indifferently
At the center of my world I am alone and I will not live
Don't look for me don't think about me so much anymore, then you'll get over it
But you are the only mistake I would make again for love
How many stories to share with those who have lost like me
With those who know how to truly love
and if a love is sincere
The truth hurts