Violets bloomed from our memories
With our words
We will never leave each other
Never and ever
I would like to tell you the same things now
But how quickly, love
Do roses wither
So it is for us

The love that tears out hair
Is now lost
Nothing remains but some listless caress
And a bit of tenderness

And when you find in your hand
Those withered flowers
In the sun of an April
Now far away, you will miss them

But it will be the first
That you meet on the street
That you will cover with gold
For a kiss never given
For a new love

And it will be the first that you meet on the street
That you will cover with gold
For a kiss never given
For a new love

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