Suspira
Enjambre
Sigh
You ignoring to keep breathing
And so I can avoid a bitter sigh
That breaks friends but I stop and say enough
And there is nothing left for the nostalgia
His dream is over nothing falls on his morning
And swallowed tears the dream is over
No, I am not a stranger to your pain
I am not a stranger to my pain
Tell me how to erase memories of winter
They start to overwhelm me enough
There is nothing left for the nostalgia
His dream is over nothing falls on his morning
And swallowed tears the dream is over
