Dejala

They say she left crying in the rain
with a rose in her hands
and in her eyes her color

Someone heard her
pleading to the moon
saying 'I love you'
counting dreams of love

Friend, I also suffered
when they hurt me
I also cried for dreams I kept in my soul
and that never left

And look, I am happy
I am a new man, I found for you a very good love
a woman who loves me
I thank the heavens

Let her go peacefully
you see that she is not of good soul
Look for another love in your life
you see that it's not worth it

Let her go peacefully
you see that she is not of good soul
Look for another love in your life
you see that it's not worth it