I rage in the first seconds
Spinning in circles
The night will be long

And I move forward in the shadows
Never crossing yours again
On the wet cobblestones, the torrential rains
Under a tragic moon

And I move forward in the shadows
At night I rush but it's not the same
At night I run but I sink
Have you joined other wonders?

On the wet cobblestones
The cluttered gutters
The walls of jasmine
Your photo fades

That's it, it's done
My feet are wet
Orphaned arms
On the walls, your name in carmine

On the wet cobblestones
The cluttered gutters
The walls of jasmine
Under the summer moon, all the flowers have faded
Without you, winter returns

Under the poplars
Dirty corners of my feet
I always come back
Under the summer rain, it's
The same sorrow

And the wind takes you away like ripping out a stake
Frozen crevices like the tears of old people
But the lights go out under the steps of the envious
I quicken my pace

And your voice resonates
Even without a network, even without reason
Your perfume that feigns the smell of the wind
Your perfume that sows the solution

And I just know that I don't know
Why life deprives me of you
Who wanted you not to be
That you are no longer there

On the wet cobblestones
The cluttered gutters
The walls of jasmine
Your photo fades

That's it, it's done
My feet are wet
Orphaned arms
On the walls, your name in carmine

On the wet cobblestones
The cluttered gutters
The walls of jasmine
Under the summer moon
All the flowers have faded
Without you winter returns

Under the poplars
Dirty corners of my feet
I always come back
Under the summer rain it's
The same sorrow

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