In the secret heaven of abandonment,
Behind the wall of silence,
I'll lie down in the eternal step of dreams,
And with the desire to love
I will look for your dead caresses,
on the mountain of oblivion
behind the living agony,
there I will close my fists
with the desire to love
next to the dead caresses.
And in the scandalous whisper of loneliness
I will resign myself to your oblivion
and to expect nothing from you
because you already have nothing to give me,
While I can only give you my most beautiful memories
my most beautiful memories of when I loved you.
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