Primavera

Why does spring come back and you don't
If you're the most beautiful flower of all seasons
And when the wind of longing blows
It's the heart that sways

I try to hide, take refuge
But the memory catches up with me
It's in my gaze, it's in the heart
It's in my thoughts
It's in my past, present with me
She has to come back

Spring
For me without her
There's no flower

Spring
For me without her
There's no flower