Laying on my pillow, without your arms,
i think about you.
Believing you walking though my window,
Between heaven and clouds,
I want to stop dreaming so that you will be my reality!
My wrinkles moves you further away from me,
You do not want my lust anymore
I am eaten up with my sores,
which do not let me see the beauty of your youth
Wishing the freedom that i once had
and wasted without you
Enjoy what is ephemeral because
I am the only one who can give you what is eternal