Go nuts and hope live
and you and her soul.
She's gone.,
and you are the dream of my.
The one that illuminated the summer
enriches with new feelings,
and flies sometimes at night
haven't forgotten, and is not the same.
Life gives, sometimes, pleasure,
sometimes, and regrets, and plucks...
I choose soul and you,
but I step into the same water.
Still alive illusions of hope.
Instilled in Maeve events
luring with your voices.
There is no antipathy between us.
She and you are in my memory,
we'll switch roles.