To drink for the last love,
the one who actually kills you,
standing beside you, beside you,
gives you a lot and takes you everything!
To drink for the last love,
which saves you from exile,
which, without asking, gives you wings
and they push from the rock of oblivion ...
To drink for the last love,
not the first blinding,
the last love, the worst,
which all the love has gathered ...
To drink ... for the last love,
will you pour the black wine ...
Good night, good night my last love
and beyond I will wait for you, smiling!
Goodbye and Kisses ...