Ana Gabriel amandole

I know you would have liked
For him to talk to you
I know you would have liked
To be without witnesses
But tonight the hours fell
In silence wait
Crying the bitter silence
Of your awakening
Loving him, loving him
The day dawns in your room
Wetting memories
The wait becomes colder
You desecrate the pillow
In your crazy desires to love
I know you would have liked it
Speak in his ear
Tell him the things you feel
If he is not with you
But the night is
It escapes in the wait and you do not see it
Slowly His absence catches you
Tearing your being
Loving him, loving him
The day dawns in your room
Wetting memories
The wait becomes colder
You desecrate the pillow
In your crazy desires to love
The day dawns in your room
Wetting memories
The wait becomes colder
You profane the pillow
In your crazy desires to love