When they talk to you about love and dreams
And they offer you a sun and an entire sky
If you remember me, don't mention me
Because you are going to feel good love
And If they want to know about your past
It is necessary to tell a lie
Say that you come from there, from a strange world
That you don't know how to cry, that you don't understand love
And that you never have you loved
Because where I go
I will speak of your love
Like a golden dream
And forgetting the resentment
I will not say your goodbye
br/>I became miserable
And if you want to know about my past
It is necessary to tell another lie
I will tell you that I came from a strange world
No I know of pain, that I triumphed in love
And that I have never cried