I owe you so much, so much love that now
I give you my resignation
I know you loved me, I could feel it
I want to rest in your forgiveness

I'm going to pretend that you never left
That you've gone on a trip and nothing more
And with your memory when I'm very sad
I'll keep my loneliness company

I want my absence to be the great wings
With which you can undertake
That long flight with so many stops
And in some you can lose me

Here among the nothingness I'm going to talk about everything
I'll find my way to continue
And until the years close my memory
I won't stop asking myself

Where will my spring be?
Where has the sun hidden from me
That my garden forgot
And my soul withered?

Here among the nothingness I'm going to talk about everything
I'll find my way to continue
And until the years close my memory
I won't stop asking myself

Where will my spring be?
Where has the sun hidden from me
That my garden forgot
And my soul withered?
And my soul withered?

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