Mincho Bar

What to do
That perfume of past loves
What to do
After, what does the after matter if it's like a rosary without faith

Sometimes March brings hangovers
Today I can't wake up
I want you to take this love, far away
Where no one, no one, can find it

April, autumn, sunset
Coffee at Mincho at 6

After
What does the after matter
If here are my lips that don't lie
To suffer
To love
To leave without learning to forget you
To tell you

Sometimes I dream of your eyes
The dark side of this sea
I want you to take this love far away
Where no one, no one, can find it

April, autumn, sunset
Coffee at Mincho at 6
Sometimes I dream of your eyes
The dark side of this sea