Paula Ausente

From a long winter was born this story that I tell today
Among some living and dead
Like an illusion, Paula was growing
Without knowing that time deceives us this way.

At dusk, I found her sleeping
From sleeping so much, the wind took her away

Chorus:
And my girl left, she went far away
And her shadow to me seems like an echo
And I dream of her sad and also laughing
She left me her memory

Paula was happy, her mind shone
From laughing so much, death came to her
Like an illusion, Paula was growing
Without knowing that way
Time deceives us.

From a sad story was born this winter that I sing today.