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She cries in silence,
Suddenly it rains from her eyes, the silence,
She cries and imagines she’s defeated her heart again,
A wound that opens, deeper into the pain,
She expects nothing that she can't give,
She just wants someone to die, for the love of her gaze,
And nothing more.

She faded away,
Among promises that always sought the sky,
Thousands of kisses that never arrive,
I love you, you so close, me so far,
And the rest is almost always the least,
She asks for nothing that she can't give,
She just wants someone to die, for the love of her gaze,
And nothing more.

Have pity on me,
I who have neither promises, nor silences, nor strategies,
I who expect nothing that I can't give,
I just want to be the one who dies, for the love of your gaze and nothing more.

Have pity on me,
For I have tears in abundance, to rain down your loneliness,
I who expect nothing that I can't give,
I just want to be the one who dies, for the love of your gaze, and nothing more.

And she looked at me,
With the promises that came down, from the sky,
Thousands of kisses that never arrive,
I love her, she so close and I just being born,
And the rest has become the least,
She asks for nothing that she can't give,
I’m just the one who dies, for the love of her gaze,
And nothing more, and nothing more.