Tell me, my love, why is it
that you no longer long for my kisses,
when you never parted your lips from mine,
when my arms were your paradise?
Tell me why? Today, all you do is cry.
Memories dance in the breeze,
whispering secrets in the shadows,
every caress was a certainty,
a fire burning in the embers.
But today the cold arrives and amazes.
Mysteries weave this distance,
shadows play in your gaze,
like a lighthouse that no longer moves forward,
we sail in waters of nothingness.
Tell me, love, who tears us apart?
