After a rainy day the sky darkens
that is where my chest begins to sigh,
I remember that afternoon of our farewell
because it was a day like this that I will not be able to forget.
That is why when it rains I am filled with memories
and with sadness I wait for the horrible darkness
the tears of the soul resemble this rain
the night with its mantle will have its day of light.
Submerged in lethargy, thought implores
to clear up our sky and be happy again.
That is why when it rains I am filled with memories
and with sadness I wait for the horrible darkness
the tears of the soul resemble this rain
the night with its mantle will have its day of light.
Submerged in lethargy the thought implores
to clear our sky and return to be happy.
That is why when it rains I am filled with memories
and with sadness I wait for the horrible darkness
the tears of the soul resemble this rain
the night with its mantle will have his day of light.