Before when I left I said goodbye
Like throwing a bag into a luggage hold
A little courage and the next morning
I was already far away
So far
Before I saw myself as a raincoat
I let them cry to feel loved
And I took my bag back, my station air
A taxi in the street and I never came back
I didn't think that one day
I would love so much
That dreaming of leaving would be
Like dreaming of dying
I didn't think that one day
I would love so much
That I would rather die
Than leave again
I left my loves like paperback books
That we forget without regret on a bus seat
And without a second thought I went far away
I saw myself like a steam train in the night
But one day I didn't know what was happening
I wanted to leave but I stayed
Even though I haunted the terminal halls
I could no longer take the bus
I didn't think...