Ella

She, the one I would have loved so much, the one who enchanted my soul with music
She asks me tenderly to forget her,
To forget her without hatred, and without tears
I, who carry so many buried dreams,
I, who keep so many graves in my soul
I don't know why I sob and tremble, when digging,
One more, one more in my entrails

I, who carry so many buried dreams,
I, who keep so many graves in my soul
I don't know why I sob and tremble,
When digging, one more, one more in my entrails