Sola
Monica Naranjo
Alone
Alone
the hours pass
alone
I remember you.
Sad
for not being able to love you
crazy to live like this,
I am a slave to you.
And a year of light
I wish to have you
brave lover
who lives in me.
Discovering ourselves together
very, very slowly
reaching the summit
of your heart.
Alone
alone in the night
you live
when I sleep.
I dream
that in reality you come back
and I bring you upon waking
to my real world.
And a year of light...
Dreams of love....
Alone, alone....
I am a slave to you.
And a year of light...