It’s almost a month
That I don’t see her
But her face is here
In front of me just like you
I feel a bit ashamed
But that’s the truth
Without her I don’t know
How this story will come to
It’s forever love
When the story goes like this one
When the heart is waiting
For another chance
Her wish of freedom
Has taken herself away
She has leaved all her things
And some underwear
It’s looks like mine
This love that you tell
It’s seems the half of
A reality that I dreamed me too
It’s the same love
There is only her that
Can destroy our dreams
And our hopes for the future
Two happiness of a longing
Two tracks for just a train
That now is going away
Without a railway
My secret hidden your
For her whole life
For her stories
For our stories
We are the poems
We are the photos
We are the end
Of the one’s first love
That I don’t see her
But her face is here
In front of me just like you
I feel a bit ashamed
But that’s the truth
Without her I don’t know
How this story will come to
It’s forever love
When the story goes like this one
When the heart is waiting
For another chance
Her wish of freedom
Has taken herself away
She has leaved all her things
And some underwear
It’s looks like mine
This love that you tell
It’s seems the half of
A reality that I dreamed me too
It’s the same love
There is only her that
Can destroy our dreams
And our hopes for the future
Two happiness of a longing
Two tracks for just a train
That now is going away
Without a railway
My secret hidden your
For her whole life
For her stories
For our stories
We are the poems
We are the photos
We are the end
Of the one’s first love