Don't ask anything, it doesn't matter my past,
nor yours that in shadows has blurred.
I don't care if a month ago you cried silently,
for that woman who didn't know your side.
Your sadness, a whisper, a light sigh,
doesn't bind or hurt me, it inspires me to turn.
Yesterday's shadows are no more than uniro,
a canvas we paint, a sincere destiny.
I don't want to know of loves with chains,
of broken promises and old veins.
Today the sun shines bright, though the sorrows hurt,
my heart is a river that flows without condemnation.
Don't ask anything, let's look forward,
that the present calls us, it's a vibrant song.
In the embrace of the now, in what is constant,
let's write our verse, without fear...
