Our love was the same as an afternoon of April
that it is also fleeting, as being happy
it could be and it was not, to be the life like it is
did he/she give us the turn of the setback, do you see It?, do you see it?
Our love was the same as one morning without end
impossible also as not dying
he/she stopped to be or it will be because the devil is like it is
does it play with you when hiding, do you see it?, do you see it?
And now we are as two strangers that leave without more as,
two strangers more that go staying behind.
I continue being in love and you continue without knowing if he have been
and if I loved you at some time, do you see it?, do you see it?
Then we have seen at some time again
and always same as two strangers but that go staying behind
and this stranger has surrendered until being as the palms of your hands
and you alone you have acted and me still knowing that you lied
was I quiet, and do you ask me if I loved you, you don't see?, don't you see?
Me that he/she had guessed it and you continue without believing that he/she has finished,
for once you listen to me, don't you see?, don't you see?
You look at us here saying good-bye