A song reminds me of that yesterday
When he left silently at sunset
It left with its sad song to another place
Leaving my loneliness as its companion

A white dove sings to me at dawn
Old melancholies, things of the soul
They come with the silence of the morning
And when I go out to see her, she flies home

Where does she go? That my voice
No longer wants to hear
Where does she go? That my life fades away
If she is not by my side
If she wanted to come back
I would go wait for her
Every day, every dawn
To love her more

It left with its sad song to another place
Leaving my loneliness as his companion

A white dove sings to me at dawn
Old melancholies, things of the soul
They come with the silence of the morning
And when I go out to see her, she flies home

Where does she go? That my voice
No longer wants to hear
Where does she go? That my life fades away
If she is not by my side
If she wanted to come back
I would go wait for her
Every day, every dawn
To love her more

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