I will be a herald of good news
Only if you stay a little longer
The spirits blow if they want
And you who just found out
Late again, my love
I'm still the same as always
And my voice bores you, goodbye comes
I come cynical, phobic, raw, boiled and
Roasted by you, it will clear up, my love
There are so many beautiful parts
Without your betrayal
And the world keeps turning
Even without your love
I'm facing your sincerity
I feel strange again if you comfort me
We will erase the traces
The worst nights at the bar
Without remembering that there was a time
In which all impatience was grace to be able to laugh and celebrate, my love
With a happy face
Without a mask to cover the pout of your disdain
With fists raised wishing for the end
Make the revolution with a love song
There are so many beautiful parts
Without your betrayal
And the world keeps turning
Even without your love.
Solari Indian