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Roberto Carlos
Return
I can guess the flicker
Of the lights in the distance
Marking my return
They are the same that illuminated
With their pale reflections
Deep hours of pain
And although I didn't want to come back
You always return to your first love
The old street where the echo said
Yours is its life, yours is its desire
Under the mocking gaze of the stars
Who, with indifference
Today see me return
To return
With a wrinkled brow
The snows of time
Silvered my temples
To feel
That life is a breath
That twenty years is nothing
That feverish gaze
Wandering in the shadow
Seeks you and names you
To live
With the soul clinging
To a sweet memory
That I cry once again
I am afraid of the encounter
With the past that returns
To confront my life
I am afraid of the nights
That, filled with memories
Chain my dreaming
But the traveler who flees
Sooner or later stops his journey
And although forgetfulness, which destroys everything
Has killed my old illusion
I keep hidden a humble hope
That is all the fortune of my heart