But if my heart hopes
it won't be just a chimera
I count on my diary
the nights and days
that take you away
It already beats
l 'clock three o'clock
without you, without me
What do you do
when there is no sleep
you can cry
And I feel it on the pillow
my heart that beats
and desperately seeks you
But if my heart hopes
it won't be just a chimera
I count on my diary
the nights and days
/>that take you away
I already write
poems about you,
about you, without me
I will spend
my evenings like this
without crying
When a river is in flood
overwhelms good and evil,
but returns to its bed
and you with me
But if my heart hopes
/>it won't be just a chimera
I count on my diary
the nights and days
………………………………
But if my heart hopes
/>it won't be just a chimera
I count on my diary
the nights and days.