I find your slights on the stairs
I find your gaze, love, in my conscience
Now I know that you are not mine
That you are not mine, even if it hurts me
I find your slights on the roof
I walk down the street love, next to your absence
With what I loved you
I loved you, and you close the doors
And here I am, anxious with desire
Tired and badly hurt
And fleeing from the ghost of your oblivion
And here I am, denying that you are gone
Saving the desires
Calming my pain with sips of wine
br/>I find your slights
I find your slights in my chimeras
I find your presence love
Among dreams of grass
I pray to God that there is a destiny
With two paths that finally meet
And here I am, anxious with desire
Tired and badly hurt
And fleeing from the ghost of your oblivion
And here I am, denying that you are gone
Saving the desires
Calming my pain with sips of wine
I was wrong believing it was you
The pure feeling of loving
I was wrong believing it was you
And now I sing to you not to return
I was wrong believing it was you
The pure feeling of loving
I was wrong believing it was you
And now I sing to you not to return
In order not to return I sold the music
In a thousand ways without knowing
The flowers cry more
I was wrong believing it was you
The pure feeling of loving
I was wrong believing that it was you
And now I sing to you so as not to return
I was wrong believing that it was you
The pure feeling of loving
I was wrong believing that it was you
And now I sing to you so as not to return
I find your slights for my chimeras.