A flower on the road, the moon in the sky and a night without destiny.
What do you want from me, if you're no longer here
Already another walks with you, already the glass spilled
Your dreams are now yours as one day I did it
He is happy with his crystal box
A little box like mine but that one already broke
Because of so many lies without reason and without explanation.
But it's time to let go and let me fly
Do not touch me more the wound, let me agonize
I already want to be free, although the rose withered
Tenme like a nice memory, a memory that has already been forgotten.
Now you can leave to water that new flower
Just remember that I loved you and wanted you for me
Now that he takes care of your steps and he knows how to love you
Like some day I did it without thorns and without rancor
Do not keep hurting me, I've already learned to lose.
And now that I will tell the moon
He always asks me about you
It awaits us in the same corner
Where he saw us for the first time
But it does not shine as before
He moved away from the sun
I did not want a nice memory
She wanted a love story.
