Sometimes I would stop thinking
Still others think
help feeling that you were not a dream after awakening
And you have to forget
Sometimes I would go back in time
pretend that you never wanted
think you're nothing
But it would be terrible not having lived
Sometimes I blame the heart
But his beats are great
And my long forgotten
More having loved how beautiful it is!
Sometimes I do not love you
And oh, how naive! if you still want
And I have always wanted
Stay in my memory, be sure to get into oblivion
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