She left me, she left me with nothing, without a coat,
walking on air, between echoes of a stealth.
She took my heart, she kept it in a chest,
where the sun doesn't penetrate, where there's nothing left.
And in every corner, memories drown me,
the empty promises that time unfolds.
Today I find myself alone, with tears on the brink,
a poem that hurts, a love that hides.
But in the dark night, there is still a spark,
a ray of hope that stirs in my breast.
Maybe one day, in the dance of destiny,
we'll give each other those kisses, of love, divine.